Visitation

Standard

through hospital corridors
past darkly soiled sheets

through bloody, cold doors
where the comatose sleep

to your death-bed, afraid,
where you’re waiting for me…

…but this time’s different;
your eyes understood,

you said slowly, gently
“God is so good!”

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