Picking out her seat
looking for the light
Voting, she is beat.
Glancing, what sight
rare to find it, because
dark is apparently, dark
Day has given to pause.
Suddenly heard spark
surely an extinction?
Hippie of old, vintage'd
vest, jeans, distinction
Richmond actor, aged.
Has been in refuge
quite some time as
awkward ill deluge
"This too will pass,"
oddly meeting pic-
ture taker: undertaker
dodger. Speech quick
carpetbagger slicker
than snot, apparently
he's thinking. Unaware
she's always inherently
a dual brained, heir
to a throne terminally
unseen, his cancers
slaughter&internally
returned from 2 years
waiting in perpetuity.
Gleaning in, brain right
mused by accidently
he speaks, an old light
death enduring plight.
A coma story of a pig
picking at the sight
of family home #two;
Whole family gathered
a grand welcome for him.
The grand tastes; made
from scratch, grown green
collards and buffet, in
the yard. All his cousins
round huge tables, smokin'
grills, kids playin' a dozen!
Sorry he says, regretfully
he suddenly opened eyes
a nurse, silence, purely
no time for any good-byes.
unspoken this occurrence;
he looks forward, to a party
just waiting for him. Hence,
fears death gone. Ate hearty.
Great life ahead, no longer
living on Imodium. Elated
on a stool glad to be freer.
Knows later 'His Will' fated.
In retrospect a great fairy
tail I suppose, in repose.
Now reality guess scary.
It is what it is, suppose?
Pleasure talking, thanks
for the conversation. Ending
cashes herself out. Tacos
and her drink. Requesting
future meet, I am in the book.
he did say with a wink. Gone
she watched, a little she shook.
What kind of odds, he shone,
a light in front of her, retired
professional, meets survivor
wire. Maybe it was contrived.
Glad, she was much kinder.
Finally meets a living patient.
Work years, a life sufficient.
