He smells pretty bad David says I send him inside For a glass of water And help Michael sit up. Let’s take this off, I say He lets me remove The puke-ripe T-shirt And slumps there As I toss it away His spine curled Each vertebra like a knife That might cut him open From the inside. Jesus, David s...
V prmture. Pray. Luv Samir. Oh God, dear God, I start But can’t go on Because why should I ask for help From someone whose fault it is? Sndng luv. R U at hosp? Im awke. Call? Then I wait, wondering How I can confess I haven’t prayed And hoping maybe he won’t ask My phone rings. Why are you up so ...