Ravaged
The second time I remember we meet. Looking at you upon my visit.
Rotted black encrusted feet. No longer lustrous and standing.
Nasal gastric tube in your nare. No running scheduled feedings.
Seeing you abandoned in the nursing home showed that the staff no longer had
any cares.
Balled in a fetal position. Shocked that you were ravaged.
Copyright © King-Galaxius Stravinsky | Year Posted 2011
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