National Poetry Day spooky scary

Eyebrows raised, she smiled
Eyebrows down, she stopped
The TV interrupted
But we could never turn it off
Her chest moved, I saw it
Her hand squeezed tighter still
The machines suggested otherwise
Their humming never failed
Time stopped dead for hours
Time stuck us in our tracks
Except the woman dying
Who raised her head and laughed

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