The Thief
Slow is smooth and smooth is fast
The beeping monitor verifying life
Somebody's mother, somebody's daughter
Somebody's wife
Slow is smooth and smooth is fast
Patient's family losing patience with anger seemingly the only present stage of grief
Compartmentalizing emotion to stave off the icy cold hand of the thief
Slow is smooth and smooth is fast
Sound of the sirens warped by the speed is nothing compared to the deafening silence between each beep
The anxiety Interrupted only by the fleeting relief of hearing the next life confirming beat.
Slow is smooth and smooth is fast
Pushing meds faster than big pharma but losing ground to the inevitable grip of death
My stomach sinks like an anchor into the depths as watch her take her very last breath
Slow is smooth and smooth is fast
Sometimes not fast enough
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