Dim Light

singing hymns
on Easter Sunday
my faith rises
trying to walk
out of its tomb

long day
waiting at the hospital
time
stretched out
like a patient on a table

saying goodbye
with a kiss on his cheek
I apologize
to my dying father
for bumping his sore foot

the friend
I’m following
runs a red light…
my life drives faster
than I do

a damp chill
in the dim light
of the basement
I can’t find my reason
for coming down here

~~Red Lights 9.2~~

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