February dribbles - 20

Beat of the music—she’s dancing—he’s prancing around her and holding a ring. They’re playing his tune.

Beep of alarm clocks, remember our wedding day; wake up; it all goes away.

Beep of machinery keeps him alive; last breath stirring. She sleeps and they’re dancing again; gone too soon.

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