Pull the Plug

I haven't talked about my Father to anyone
that doesn't know him,
for along time now.

Well, that is not actually a correct statement,
I haven't really talked about him
to the people that do know him either.

What is there to say,
the words we all think
but dare not speak aloud?

As if we say them,
they would make us an accomplice
in his eyes.
An accomplice to what,
his released from nothing land?

I dream of him at night,
Screaming, "Pull the damn plug,
pull the friggen thing right now."
But, there is no plug,
there is nothing to pull at all.

So I sit and pray for his release,
knowing that when my prayers are answered,
guilt will overcome me for wanting
such a thing.

Bobbie Kilzer Gogain