I turned and glanced over my shoulder as i was unlocking the door to my hiding place and i saw you with your head buried in the arms of a younger woman who comforted you as she stared into the eyes of  a man who never looked away.

ode to ...

I wonder what you dream about as you lie so close to death ? Your eyes never open and grab ahold of mine anymore. I find excuses to stand by your bed just to see if there is anything different about the atmosphere behind your closed door now that your family has said their goodbyes and left in such a hurry.