Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Anesthesia, Stat

Misunderstanding stopped us
in the hall one morning
on the way to break, said that
the overhead page
reminded her of a story of the
daughter of the Tsar of Russia..
No, that was Anastasia.

They say her mind is going,
losing track of time.
She didn't used to be like this.

Held me up for an hour once
with ramblings of her son, how he
should find religion, and God.

She jokes sometimes about
eventually ending up as patient
on the lock-up unit.
Should I tell her they're starting
to take her seriously?
Who's misunderstanding?

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