arrived today.
Quite unusual
arrived today.
Neither holiday nor birthday
arrived today.
My fingers trembled
suppressing fears.
I saw three typed pages
suppressing fears.
'My wife's got cancer'
validating fears.
Oh, and a broken hip
a gut punch.
Replacement surgery
a gut punch.
An afterthought, 'hope you're good'
a gut punch.
Not seeming much
to care
about us
or our life,
still;
he spent
three pages telling his story,
nine words hoping we're fine.
Ouch.
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