A Beautiful Thought
07.13.2017
Coma Man
If you were in a coma,
I would come to see you everyday.
I'd fill the room with flowers,
and clean the petals
when they fell on your night stand.
I would play you the guitar,
sing you songs by your ear,
nestle up to you,
and cry about how much I miss you.
I'd have crazy dance parties by myself,
and smuggle in cake and hot dogs
to put under your nose.
I'd attempt to paint you,
with pasta hair and funny-named crayons.
I'd occasionally take selfies with you
and babble on and on about my day to you.
I'd probably put on makeup on you once,
but then feel so bad about colouring a man in a coma,
I would gently wipe it off almost immediately.
I would make your room a planetarium,
and maybe I would bring my star nightlight
to show you the galaxy.
I'd probably hang paper mache planets,
Jupiter, Saturn, Mars but NOT Pluto,
from the ceiling.
I'd come on my graduation day from Princeton,
I'd come with my corgi,
I'd come with my second corgi,
I'd come with my kids, if I could have kids,
Okay, well you get the point -
- But
I'd stand by you -
1 year, 2 years, 10 years.
And I'd never lose hope.
Because when your eyes flutter open,
because when you wake up,
I'll be standing
right
here
here
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