Hospital Visions
DNR says my shirt, my mind and mouth!
“Doc, please listen, for my body’s gone south.
The girl of my dreams still haunts me at night,
Though she died long past in my arms, so bright.
‘’There’s no one to hold, no soft lips to kiss,
Memories remain, once possible bliss,
Missed opportunities, cities in ruin,
Nothing but fragments, sunlight as a tune.
“Mystical moments when we felt as one,
Lips forming covenant, union undone,
Forgetting that time flows only one way,
A river, a full heart, longing to stay,
“In this moment forever—stop, think, pray,
Too stupid to stop; too sunny the day!
So now all seems lost, last kiss most of all!
DNR, Doc, lest there’s hope in the fall!”
(Discreet works in progress, Gentile with Jew;
Covenants broken, what more can one do?
Long works in progress, or short as a day,
May fly in June, what more might one say?
Cities in ruin, Jerusalem, Rome—
Nineveh still stands, no one calls it home.)
“Do Not Resuscitate!”
“The girl of my dreams still haunts me at night…”