Now You Know
Now I know how my Mother felt-
Being a man of nineteen myself,
when she stared at me in my bed
during one of my snoring- hacking fits.
My toncels were enlarged back then,
making it hard to sleep.
My breath coming in uneasy gasps.
She has those same fits now
and I stare at her sometimes,
while she sleeps in bed,
because sometimes those fits abruptly
Stop.
And I fear as she did:
that that silence may last forever.
-Matthew Koutzun
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