I married a man

I married a man
sixteen years ago

today

One day I left him

He let me go
and waited
and rescued me
over and over again

Now
I’m dying
or fighting death
hard
with more death

And I wonder
about Love
and constancy
and patient
persistence

Yesterday
I told a few people
who remember me
still
that sometimes
I think the true healers
are those
who can hold our hand
in silence

I’m tired
I’m tired a lot now

But there is a man
who never lets go
of my hand

And there’s a kind of
magic in that

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