Eighth Vigil
Quietly I honor ‘Himself’
both our hearts broken;
dad’s beloved wife
cast him out at death
my beloved mother
cast out me at birth
her madness began with my first breath
she sunk into a schizoid delusion after his last
he begged to come home to die
gone were his home and daughters
mom held in lock down ward
whispering to her voices about dad
his lungs filled, heart seized
I keened
my saint
of St. Valentines Day
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