waiting for death
like a cat
that will jump on the
bed

I am so very sorry for
my wife

she will see this
stiff
white
body
shake it once, then
maybe
again

“Hank!”

Hank won’t
answer.

it’s not my death that
worries me, it’s my wife
left with this
pile of
nothing.

I want to
let her know
though
that all the nights
sleeping
beside her

even the useless
arguments
were things
ever splendid

and the hard
words
I ever feared to
say
can now be
said:

I love
you.

1 Comment

  1. john says:

    Waiting for a death to come
    Passing signs of politicians on the way for a sack of suds
    , a coke and a lotto ticket
    Will this be it….. my chance
    In my head I know that waiting for ” the big one”
    is waiting for a death to come
    And i get so pissed, often ….. maybe too often
    That being angry is what makes me happy anymore

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