Susan Duplechin Poet I do not know?

Shut Down

Everything went black on a cold winter's day
                  Not a helping hand in sight
                  Silence deafening
                  Everyones weak
           No sounds of machines
                  Not even a beep
            No telephones ringing
            No sounds of singing
          Cries in the night, sound far away
          Some closer to their grave
         A gentle hand touches my face
         I'm still here in a dark place
           Is this infinity, or a day
         Having a bad dream, during my stay.

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