She is barely breathing

eyes shut chasing breath

holding a grip

exhale a step up Everest

thin skin long hair

a patient presence


to the ground floor to the body on the bed

a sweet song emerges from her nephews throat

standing at her feet

she is suffocating he keeps singing

gasping fluid gurgles a grueling ordeal to die

sweet song sounds

 slow rising hours have passed

he goes to shave his face

the nurse leaves the room to let him know she is safe

singing to death