Your Dying Bed
To Nana
I removed the thread from the sheet.
It was white
it was something to do
because nobody warns that you clock watch...
...obsessively clock watch
and laugh at every twitch
or change, or noise like it's Sunday Night
at the Bleeding Palladium
I removed the thread– I held it and I released it
over my shoulder and watched it
fall
twisting, slowly, involuntarily away
from my touch.
