Barbara

foreign woman
she reaches out her arm, she reaches out her arms
to touch half limp shoulders
laying flat in a hospital bed
they shrug into her touch
some of the only movements left
in that strange
little body.

like a doll she is stiff and hard
porcelain skin
matte
i am talking about both of them

this is not her best day
this is not what she had hoped for

moving across the world
for a lover
to turn ill

she never thought she would be here
four days new
new country
new home
new everything
standing in a hospital room
growing cold
and sick with worry
by what may just be
a lovers death bed

may just be the love of her life
dying
next to her
leaving her alone in this new world

foreign woman
standing by a bed
like a doll

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