Palliative Care

I’m only a Patient

a doctored sensation

waiting for you

my failing heart beat

the one that I keep

waiting for you

visiting hours

are complete

you've written your name

on a cold white sheet

love an illusion

that smiles and bows at me

a coloring book

allows us both to see

I'm just a poor boy

alone with a cold toy

broke in his hands

deep inside the gift shop

there's always something to see

opens books

misdiagnosing me

it’s only a sweet thing designed to make you smile

to lead you from your fever

to treat you like a child

I'm busy sleeping

awake while I'm dreaming

searching for you

the cats inside the garden

tearing up perennial flowers

he's angry because I teased him

with a garden hose

no next year there will just be dirt where peonies

used to grow

I’m only a Patient

a doctored sensation

waiting for you