Melanie's Slipping
Melanie's slipping
in a home up north.
It reeks of urine
not her's she insists,
"other patients'".
She slips in mid-night trips
she shouldn't make unattended.
Minor bruises and sometimes sutures.
Still she's slipping.
She slips while wolves
follow scents in snow
and howl to a moon
and mate.
She slips
looking for her companion
in a home reeking
of patients left to die.
Melanie's slipping
still
determined to find.
© 2000 Tom Harmon
