Can they not see me
here in half shadows,
a languishing figure
on life-support,
sucking air from a tube,
my body unresponsive,
my brain on overdrive?
It was not supposed
to be this way,
this grief in five stages,
stages that loop and bend
and chase their mangy tails.
I was supposed to move on;
everyone said time heals all,
but what if it doesn’t?
What if I never heal
but just lie here—a vegetable
with a million pieces of heart,
and no one looks at my chart;
they just pull the plug?
Arvilla Fee teaches English and is the managing editor for the San Antonio Review. She has published poetry, photography, and short stories in numerous presses, and her poetry books, The Human Side and This is Life, are available on Amazon. To learn more about Arvilla, you can visit: https://soulpoetry7.com/
