My last guilt-themed solicitation

Delivered slowly in hesitation

It could not soothe me

Could not seduce me

Into repainting these

Strokes so loosely

How I remember my ex-blue t-shirt

Where the hole in it fell

Plain-dressed wilting and wired

You were the picture of health

Wine glass drowning

Postponed narration

Make every new drag

No mere frustration

I fell in debt to those

Country crooners

Mourning lost love

Like Spanish funerals

Dye the grey hair you grew in secret

To a root-colored shell

Frozen mid-sentenced smile

You were the picture of health

No prognosis implied

You were the picture of health

Plain-dressed wilting and wired

You were the picture of health