sixty-nine.

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𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒕

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the day isn't joyous
it's empty
the hospital room is dull
i am sorry

i don't know what to get you
on your birthday anymore
except a smile and a song
one for each of you
but it makes me feel sad

you walk three laps
hooked up to your iv
and get tired

we haven't been eating right
at home,
always going back to visit you

more time in the hospital
the last three days
than in my own house

a party hat
red against a white background
the only color in a sea
blood or the hat on my head

i'm sorry.

her voice sounds weird on the phone
and yours is slow and syrupy still

my parents
on their birthday
not knowing what to say
except a smile and are you okay

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