Based on a true story I am privy to. At the latest, the woman portrayed in this poem has good vital signs despite hardly eating a bite, but the visiting nurse says the time is nigh.
In a house too huge for them to maintain, a man hunched over with back pain lives with a disabled daughter and his very elderly wife. A recent heart attack has left her frailer and meaner. The doctor “says” she will die. Not willing to get up or walk for years, she had atrophied. Refusing sponge baths, meds, or a private nurse, she screams for her ill spouse whose little strength does little good. Time is crawling on the doomsday clock: two minutes to midnight. Feb. 18, 2018 For Emile Pinet's the doomsday clock: two minutes to midnight contest
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