10:38/Doe

Little air left in the room

For little talk of perfume

Across the table, across the floor

Greener pastures now, we've still got weeds to pull

I could've stayed, even consoled, even apologized

Instead, I just walked it off outside

It's 10:38 and I missed work

But I only stayed asleep to see her

I walked into the room

Where you were lucid but mute

Despite the morphine, you would twinge

Grip to a life no one was prepared to part with

A lover of lovely things

One more chance to hear me sing

Held your hand from your bedside

Find comfort in surrounding you with the loves of your life

Doe spotted in the parking lot

Reminds the gentle resilience of the matriarch

That I hold dear beside and beyond your burial plot