Grandpa as a bat

grandpa you're too thin      wingspan of long time 
come wing me to sleep      in dreams we'll be fine 
come kiss of bliss death    surprise like sunshine 
& brief as lunchtime           death hovers: dragonfly 
grandpa wakes                   upside down   in this house, 
he will die.                          I do what I do 
I cry and I cry   

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