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Life Support
Life Support The night is calm and shimmers in its moonlight coat. I sit and watch the ocean as I wrest with dark demons. The vision engulfs me; I see her sweet innocence etched on a pillow of death, awash with cruel tubes and all the paraphernalia of dying. I feel detached as I observe phosphorous ghosts surfing like green bobbing lanterns to a glistening alien beach Black angels bow my head, bend my back and hang huge moral weights about me. A lone gull keens my torment Am I to be her executioner? Must I play God? Juggling with destinies and barely conceived dreams. Where are you my child? My sweet innocent child. My mind is a black hole full of question marks and dark destroying God hatred. The ocean whispers to me and gently caresses my soul I know the right path… I knew all along I stand wearily, turn and look at the brilliant silhouette of the hospice. It calls to me. She calls to me. I stumble and cry out but the ocean has made me resolute. I make my way to the switch that will end her torment and begin mine.
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