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She's smoking looking out at the grounds of the old hospital she's sitting on a bench green with age it's summer and she wears the short dress with birds on I see her sitting there her legs crossed one white foot dangling hi Nima I call out she turns round exhales grey smoke so you've come after all didn't think you'd turn up after we had that big row (in London all about not getting a hotel room for the night) how are you? I ask her I sit down on the bench next to her I'm ****** off she replies stuck in here with mentals suicides drug cases just like me with no drugs not my sort no freedom no alcohol and no *** I light up a cigar and inhale a nurse passes blue and white uniform black stockings and black shoes I study her neat *** she's the best they've got here Nima says a bright gem amongst dross I suppose you'd like her on my bed I know I do some nights just looking I reply nothing more I recall that ***** Saturday in that cheap hotel room in London a few weeks back in time having *** so often in the night I felt like Sisyphus pushing it and then down book early next weekend I get out Nima says I'm *** starved ***** Cat needs her milk I concur and say so studying her crossed legs smooth as silk.
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
SMOOTH AS SILK 1967.
She's smoking looking out at the grounds of the old hospital she's sitting on a bench green with age it's summer and she wears the short dress with birds on I see her sitting there her legs crossed one white foot dangling hi Nima I call out she turns round exhales grey smoke so you've come after all didn't think you'd turn up after we had that big row (in London all about not getting a hotel room for the night) how are you? I ask her I sit down on the bench next to her I'm ****** off she replies stuck in here with mentals suicides drug cases just like me with no drugs not my sort no freedom no alcohol and no *** I light up a cigar and inhale a nurse passes blue and white uniform black stockings and black shoes I study her neat *** she's the best they've got here Nima says a bright gem amongst dross I suppose you'd like her on my bed I know I do some nights just looking I reply nothing more I recall that ***** Saturday in that cheap hotel room in London a few weeks back in time having *** so often in the night I felt like Sisyphus pushing it and then down book early next weekend I get out Nima says I'm *** starved ***** Cat needs her milk I concur and say so studying her crossed legs smooth as silk.
A BOY VISITS A GIRL IN HOSPITAL IN 1967.
TerryCollett
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
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