10:38/Doe

Little air left in the room For little talk of perfume Across the table, across the floor Greener pastures now, but we've still got weeds to pull I could've stayed, even consoled, even apologized Instead, I just walked it off outside It's 10:38 and I missed work When I only stayed asleep to see her I walked into the room Where you were lucid but mute Despite the morphine, you would twinge Grip to a life no one was prepared to part with A lover of lovely things One more chance to hear me sing Held your hand from your bedside Find comfort in surrounding you with the loves of your life Doe spotted in the parking lot Reminds the gentle resilience of the matriarch That I hold dear beside and beyond your burial plot