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You are lying on the couch
God's perfect toes sprawled in that little fashion
He make them like they should be
I love them
Curling with every breath and snore
You read me something
Moses talking
I swear I heard the passage
But
I concentrated on you
I'm dull from the spider bite
You've made the salve
I sit and wait for the swelling to go away
I watch you sleep
Some commercial comes on the TV
As the humidifier hums
I watch you
As you breathe, your bronchitis
So strong
I bit my lip a little
In worry of your sickness
You smile and pinch me
I'm just a quiet babble
Tony
Rest well
Copyright © Kady Burney | Year Posted 2007
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