October 19, 2011
Midweek
Midafternoon
My phone rings
I jump
It is
My brother
My sister has left
To return to Colorado
She plans to drive
Without stopping
That gives me
Something new
To worry
About
“Good news,”
Says my brother
“No more minder”
“That is great,”
I say
“Bad news
I’ll be moved
To the Psychiatric
Hospital”
“Yes,” I answer
“That I
Foresaw.”
He has
Accepted the move
But the uncertainty
Scares him
More than he
Can voice
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