You came home to die

and it was a decision that I

applauded, that I understood

and I told you so and you smiled

whilst deep into the coma,

the final rage of sleep,

the dawn yet unseen,

you smiled and a hundred miles away

the Earth stood motionless.

 

A quick release, less than a year

but oh my friend, the days since then

have stuttered on, have been less kind

because my picture of you

has been eroded by time, my faltering