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May 2015
the bath water was warm when i got in
i still couldn’t see anything but i felt the nurse holding my arm too tight

i couldn’t talk but i knew
that this is the best it can be

god didn’t put me on a short leash

i did

when a man puts a gun in his mouth
the last thing he’s thinking about is being an invalid

i can’t remember how long it has been
but the water is cold now
Graham C Gibbs
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Graham C Gibbs  Georgia, United States
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