Legs crossed and face blank
Body trembling but vacant eyes
What happened to you Mr. Frank?
I'll reassemble you today
Cold hands and delayed breaths
Limp arms and a crooked neck
I saw the life leave your eyes
I saw your body give you up
I saw your soul debate departure
And here you lay
Continuing the fight
Mr. Frank, you are stronger than you think
Your body has plans even if your mind doesn't
She left you in a harrowing disarray
But if you leave me who will hold my hand
As I swallow another sip of Belvedere
And who will reassemble me tomorrow?