The Pink Ribbon

1. A collapsed lung..... wires and cotton thread sheets caress naked flesh.... Hands fragile and frail blood trickles down the lip... a half eaten fruit cup sits by the bedside, and a malnourished body slowly rots.... 2. Flowing black hair swaying in the open breeze tall and slender, body engulfed in a sea of red silk..... Eyes beaming turquoise and sapphire face, smooth to the touch hands, nimble and delicate.... 3. A lump on the breast shivers, chills, and shakes yellow phlegm, projected from the throat.... Sedation..... prescription pills, and fatigue a touch of pneumonia..... 4. Air, slithering into a closing throat flickering eyes, parched lips, and a dry tongue... frigid steel, pressing against tender flesh stitches and staples, breast and body.... separated... 5. Urine on the sheets, blood on the pillow brain, comatose and body, numb silence...... spirit and body.... separated....