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Waiting rooms ,
With crepe-paper spiders
And flipping mindlessly through vending machines
Became quite dull.
Doctor?
Several weeks spun by slowly.
So tangled up in her.
Intensive care;
She's startlingly fragile.
Travel by jet planes,
But it's only temporary,
She says
Like an limp and empty glove.
Pressed trousers
Dressed in full black
Except for the tie peeking out;
Red,
Her favorite.
My only conscious memory
Of her cheekbones,
So romantic.
With crepe-paper spiders
And flipping mindlessly through vending machines
Became quite dull.
Doctor?
Several weeks spun by slowly.
So tangled up in her.
Intensive care;
She's startlingly fragile.
Travel by jet planes,
But it's only temporary,
She says
Like an limp and empty glove.
Pressed trousers
Dressed in full black
Except for the tie peeking out;
Red,
Her favorite.
My only conscious memory
Of her cheekbones,
So romantic.
This began as a "found" poem but then I totally changed it.
© 2012 - 2024 AliceHale22078
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Lovely poem. I love the flow of it.