The nurses want you dead.
It would be more convenient,
but you are not interested in dying.
Your brother thinks
you’d be happier dead
but I don’t know
if anyone’s laughing
in the grave.
Your wife won’t let you die
loyal to a fault, they say.
I watch you fall away
like an old house in the storm.
Your eyes are so blank today.
Which part of the you is you?
