by Marc Carver
The old man sits in the wheel chair
he is colorless and grey at the same time
if they folded the wheelchair in half
they would not need to take him out.
They could fold him up and put him in the corner.
"Where there hell did Mister Tewskebury go. Oh there you are."
Unfold him and watch him pop out
like an unlively jack in the box.
You have to get up close to him
to see whether he may have gone already
whether he will open his eyes
like in a horror movie.
He is the closest to death that it is possible to be
Like all of us
but it doesn't make us live
with anymore passion.
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