Helpless

Tossed together, one chance in a thousand,

They sit across from each other at one of the

Identical tables sprinkled around the ground floor

Hospital cafeteria. A wheelchair-bound old woman

Seated across from a blind man, two invalids who

Have tripped upon an ally through mutual woe.

The blind man rests both hands on the white, red-tipped

Cane—the sole object that reinforces the hours of

Monotone days. The woman leans forward and offers

A smile, pleasantly puzzled to see that her gesture is

Received warmly by her acquaintance. Softly awakening from

Ages of silence is their vigor for fixing others in need. A

Vigor hushed by evolving into a needy existence.
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