Hugging the shore

What of this devotion

this becoming a shoreline

to the motion of a river

rushing to sea.

No one lives forever;

is love a preparation

for our dying?

Tell me the truth.

I watched my father die

breathing into the night

he would die, his pacemaker

kept restarting him

Mom called out his name

wet death in her voice

without its shore

a river becomes a swamp

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