good death
On a Good Death There he lies or does he now. To receive then, now, the good death the death the father does desire. This is not the death, of the other. The death of years, long ago, taken from the other, father. That good death he then stole, never to be returned, the one with pain, misery, and enduring shame. He remembers the time he rescued the other, and the stole a good death, and with that theft, they then stored him in a room, to await another death, not than the good death, then offered to the father, current, now. This death comes with no stench, no pain, no misery. Unending joy, happiness, and fulfillment, the good death he provided, to him, now The gift they had worked, together, for years, to obtain. June 17, 2022 On finishing Dad's hospice
