I saw her, picking at her finger nail, until it bled. She failed to cover up the crying, and smears her black coal eyeliner across the back of her hand, and a second tear hurries down her cheek to mingle with the moisture at the corner of her mouth, causing her to automatically flick out her tongue to taste the salt. I peep a little more keenly at her silent weeping, and when she paws at the glass, her straggling breath clouds over the complexity of lines, leads and connecting tubes beyond, and I monitor the irritation of monotonous bleeping, machines counting each breath, each beat, each bar, each rhythm, away into the night. I pry into her crying - a voyeur of tears - and I can't help noticing the shadows growing under my eyes, Like my time is up as well.
Charles Messier, French astronomer, died today in 1817.
Franklin D. Roosevelt, 32nd President of the United States, died today in 1945.