"Someone call an ambulance because something's not right."

I spent thanksgiving with my father.
He is no longer with us.
He passed away.
He is dead.
Whatever people say these days.
I slept through thanksgiving and dreamt
about my dad.

Sleeping for three days or more.
Awake for an hour or two here & there.
Like he would.
Before it was discovered.
Cancer.

But let's not jump to any conclusions.