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George sits by the window of his room, there are rooks over the far trees, over some field cows moo on the air, he stares at the horizon expecting explosions, seeing the enemies' trenches over by Tenet's farm teem with life, the nurse behind him watches him sit his head to one side mumbling words, George doesn't want to turn round he knows Wilkes' head will still lay on the floor mouthing words, the nurse offers him a cup of tea brown and now warm, he sees a ****** walking along by the drive rifle over his shoulder getting bolder,   you must drink George the nurse says putting the cup by his elbow on the small side table, Mitchum's hand lay on the trench floor at his feet the wedding ring still there muddied gold, where's Polly? he says not looking around in case the ****** crouches out of sight, she's busy the nurse says (having been told by Dudman the butler not to bring her), bring her here he says I need her to see the ****** fellow to see for herself, the nurse looks over his shoulder along the drive the gardener walks with *** POLLY George bellows POLLY he shouts again causing the gardener to lift his head and stare who was there, the nurse puts a hand on his shoulder to calm him down she'll be coming soon she says in his ear, his eyes gaze as the ****** disappears into the door the driveway is empty, an explosion of rooks hit the sky, George wide-eyed begins to cry.
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 1:05 AM UTC
WHAT GEORGE SEES 1916
George sits by the window of his room, there are rooks over the far trees, over some field cows moo on the air, he stares at the horizon expecting explosions, seeing the enemies' trenches over by Tenet's farm teem with life, the nurse behind him watches him sit his head to one side mumbling words, George doesn't want to turn round he knows Wilkes' head will still lay on the floor mouthing words, the nurse offers him a cup of tea brown and now warm, he sees a ****** walking along by the drive rifle over his shoulder getting bolder,   you must drink George the nurse says putting the cup by his elbow on the small side table, Mitchum's hand lay on the trench floor at his feet the wedding ring still there muddied gold, where's Polly? he says not looking around in case the ****** crouches out of sight, she's busy the nurse says (having been told by Dudman the butler not to bring her), bring her here he says I need her to see the ****** fellow to see for herself, the nurse looks over his shoulder along the drive the gardener walks with *** POLLY George bellows POLLY he shouts again causing the gardener to lift his head and stare who was there, the nurse puts a hand on his shoulder to calm him down she'll be coming soon she says in his ear, his eyes gaze as the ****** disappears into the door the driveway is empty, an explosion of rooks hit the sky, George wide-eyed begins to cry.
AN OFFICER HOME FROM THE FRONT WITH SHELL SHOCK IN 1916 WANTING POLLY
TerryCollett
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 1:05 AM UTC
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