Issue 22 - 1992
Issue 22 - 1992
Issue 22 - 1992
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Coe Review • <strong>Issue</strong> <strong>22</strong><br />
Mistakes he'd made and he made<br />
Me feel that I was his hope that<br />
Dreams are the essential part<br />
Never to forget<br />
I fed him vanilla ice cream -<br />
We couldn't help some of it<br />
Dribbling onto his collar<br />
We changed his shirt, he<br />
Couldn't do it himself,<br />
Shallow breathing itself a struggle<br />
His flesh rolled as if independent of<br />
Skeleton all had once been a solid<br />
Connected organ of life<br />
The vapors were slowly rising as the<br />
Colostomy sack splashed against his belly<br />
We put on his shirt, I smoothed it<br />
Against his back, gave him his pills and<br />
Kissed him Goodnight<br />
Next morning after the phonecall<br />
I smoked and drove over to the house<br />
The psychic container was empty<br />
He'd left while his corpse was asleep<br />
Though the pale cloud had taken him<br />
I felt no anger<br />
Uncle Dave stared down at the table<br />
He shook, seemed distant, apart<br />
Fifty years after bombing<br />
Divisions of Nazi tanks<br />
He was now the only survivor<br />
I felt no shame as I hugged<br />
My brother tight and shared<br />
His tears, our grandfather dead,<br />
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