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Light comes through hospital curtains

rise from a deep dream, certain

the sister came with two kids

open lids admitting reality

helpless as a hatched chick

open mouth for yogurt, or refuse

open mouth for pills, or not

sleep is better than awareness

limbs that don’t work

scummy teeth, ragged nails

mind drifts into dream-memories

Greece, the port at Skyros

London, Nottinghill market

Sweden, Susanna’s sunflowers

Light fades into an untouchable dark

of uncountable days

waiting for a conclusion