what good is a man hooked up to tubes?
i've become insensitive.
the scent of hospitals does not bother me.
i wonder...if maybe i should have gone to see her body.
but he...isn't that cold yet.
these...machines...keeping him alive...make me wonder if that is all we really are...machines...
and if so...when will yours, mine...break?
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Writing by Marilyn Souza
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