We coded another man this afternoon
cracked his ribs
like twigs
under foot
on a scorched
forest floor
splintering
bones
at 104 beats per minute
the staying alive
meter
that was never going to work
Everything
is a violent request now
sometimes
it is futile
That man
that song
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
that sound
sternum snapping
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
stayed on my mind
all day
all night
It is 3 am now
and I cannot
shake him
there is another
refrigerated truck
outside the hospital
it does not feel as startling
as the first
it feels
inevitable
of course there would be two
the fancy ones
have shelving
so the bodies
do not have to be
piled on top
of each other
this virus
an unwelcome guest
settles in
deep
impervious
taking up
all the air
in the room
it is hard
to
breathe
just
bearing witness
shortens
my
breath
We all need some extra air
to keep
stayin' alive
Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah
I'm stayin' alive
October Poetry Writing Month 2020
Day 28 of 31
Lyrics: Bee Gees Stayin Alive Saturday Night Fever Soundtrack 1977
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