Mark Fraser: Day One Hundred and Twenty Nine: No Levity

Posted on May 9, 2011 by


Where have you been,
With your gaze so pristine,
When we took turns
sat at the end of your bed.
The daylight comes and goes
with your muddy mood,
But you’re left with nothing to show.
You’re in and out,
We’re oOut and in,
Talking and writhing and moving.
And spitting, and slurring
And waiting and waiting.
I see your curtains are drawn,
I see the ward lights are on,
and you’re going,
and going,
and gone.

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