Tuesday, February 9, 2010

ISU


I was in ISU, 
for a while, on dissection
my B+ive blood, a survivor
of many encounters,
in gardens we survive
not exactly on sixty feet claims
I missed not that dead time of my
V guard clock,
Gifted long ago by a friend
It’s cells leaked, out of form, out of time
A tar like substance in black
My coffee mugs were empty
and on the last day of December
I missed not any one
Except my mother
She too was in ISU
Oh! No, in ICU….
ISU - Intensive Sick Unit

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