a little procedure

the pen slipped when
the phone chimed.
the voice of the nurse
calmed then surprised.
it’s your turn,
she said,
follow me to the back.
at first
he didn’t
and she didn’t
respond to that.
instead,
he held her hand
in a way that
seemed to say
‘remember’.
remember the infinite
that brought us together.
remember our promise
to laugh afterwards no matter the pressure.
remember we choose
our forever.
remember we were good
before we met.
and
remember, he said to the nurse, neither of us are ready
to leave just yet.

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