there's no point in wondering
whether you'll live
through today
either you won't
or you will
just as it would be
if you were out
of the hospital and healthy
we push aside the
facts of drunk drivers,
faulty wiring,
inaccurate directions
we circumvent
the museum of accidents
the trap looms over
us all, and we
pretend it's invisible
to get through each day
yours shines in stark
relief against the hospital
ceiling, but that doesn't
mean it will fall
tonight, or next week
it doesn't mean
mine won't tomorrow
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