My Alibi

im watching you...

we entered the room.
it wasnt loud.
it wasnt quiet.
a few monitors beeped,
with the puffs and compressions.
over and over.
lines hung from poles.
i only had to see for a few moments to know.
it was good bye.
hands turned into fists.
toes taught.
head tilted back.
pillows were not enough.
to the hall.
telephone.
hurry and wait.

they take their turns.
slow motion.
i am back.
there is no sound.
but for the ventilation system.
and the open window on the 7th floor.
fingers relax.
i wondered if you felt the breeze.
orange flashes streaked the sky.
watching.
darkness.
a false steadfastness.
numbers stayed the same.
we are not alone.
its morning now.
moving downstairs.

less motion.
counting breaths.
watching.
chest rise and fall.
pause.
i am back.
there were no gowns.
you left.
fixing the sheets.
phone call.
we are alone.
i sit down.
im sorry.
come back.
a story.
i never told.