The Space In-Between
I watched him gag on words
as each syllable became garbled.
Like the images
floating in faraway corners
of eyes, filled with unshed tears;
And every so often, there would be a glimmer
of a smile, a little lost shadow,
that joyfully danced across the emptiness,
as if just awoken from a dream.
It was so hard to watch darkness then,
stagger forward to
envelop him, over and over.
For he was once intellectually vibrant,
stuffed full of life...
as teddy bear gentlemen ought to be;
Until I realized sadly, that all too soon
the dense white cotton stuffing--
would be all that remained.
From the inside out,
through all the in-between spaces;
Leaving his body void of nothing--
and all its beloved--