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Benedict had slit from wrist to forearm with a razor blade liberated from some old guy's razor the nurse bandaged up after stitching up you want to be back in the locked ward again? she said he sat on the wide stairs blue carpeted I want out he said well this is no way to get out is it? she said eyeing him professionally taking his pulse looking at the watch pinned near to her breast he sensed her finger and thumb on his wrist slight perfume lingered patients passed on the stairs up or down wide awake or drugged up a nurse walked down eyed him again? she said the other nurse said maybe just attention not time for that she said replying then walked up and away what do you want? the nurse said go backwards or onwards? he eyed her I want out of here one way or the other she sighed let go of his wrist if the doctor sees this he'll have you locked up again Benedict rubbed the bandage it was now sore and pained him you need to think she said he saw only dark mornings and darker nights and an endless corridor of same following same the nurse walked down and away he rubbed his arm looked at the white bandage and pink plaster he was sown up once more he was Humpty Dumpty on a wall waiting to fall.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
WAITING TO FALL 1971
Benedict had slit from wrist to forearm with a razor blade liberated from some old guy's razor the nurse bandaged up after stitching up you want to be back in the locked ward again? she said he sat on the wide stairs blue carpeted I want out he said well this is no way to get out is it? she said eyeing him professionally taking his pulse looking at the watch pinned near to her breast he sensed her finger and thumb on his wrist slight perfume lingered patients passed on the stairs up or down wide awake or drugged up a nurse walked down eyed him again? she said the other nurse said maybe just attention not time for that she said replying then walked up and away what do you want? the nurse said go backwards or onwards? he eyed her I want out of here one way or the other she sighed let go of his wrist if the doctor sees this he'll have you locked up again Benedict rubbed the bandage it was now sore and pained him you need to think she said he saw only dark mornings and darker nights and an endless corridor of same following same the nurse walked down and away he rubbed his arm looked at the white bandage and pink plaster he was sown up once more he was Humpty Dumpty on a wall waiting to fall.
A YOUNG MAN IN A PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL IN 1971.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
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