Friday, February 22, 2008

Inspired by David

She was 38 and she had black feet.
Layers of grime caked on soles
that had walked a long muddy road.
Motionless, her body in a limbo
world of laundered sheets and
tubes with wisps of oxygen.
He soaked them in warm suds,
plunging his own hands into
her confusion, hoping to heal the ache.

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