My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
all contents copyright Jon Rolston 2004, 2005, 2006

May 16, 2007

she’s in the hospital and she’s not coming home.

Last night I talked to a woman whose mother is dying.
“It felt so strange to clean out her refrigerator. It was like saying, ‘You’ll never be back here.’”

Even though her mother’s mind is 100 percent, her blood is drying up and it doesn’t even hurt. One morning she won’t wake up. Every night before she goes to sleep she has to wonder…

what’s next?
what if there’s nothing?
what if there is something, but I can’t remember even one thing about this life?

I don’t want this woman to be scared, I don’t want the daughter to be scared, I don’t want anyone to die, I wish people just went to the moon and we’ll meet up later.

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