Boxing Day
Early dawn in the bed when you cried out for your mother
And you choked on your tears as they rolled you down the stairs
They said by god’s grace but it was really just a stretcher and sirens
To the final house before you go home for good
Passing cars light a prayer outside of your sterling window
And in the hallway white coats whisper, “we did all we could”
Now I smell disinfectant as they lay down a new crisp paper
The nurse humming Sweet Chariot wipes your sad spirit away
Hail to a better place, but you didn’t believe and now I’m broken
Shoes pass this way as I stare at a stain on the tile
The moon grabs through the leaves, reminds me of when I was happy
God laughs and throws tantrums all while keeping these moments on file