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George lies in the dark of his room, a slit of light from the moon squeezes through the gap of the curtains and makes a streak onto the floor and the wall by his bed. He hears gunshot and explosions, hears men's moans from No-Man's Land, senses rats run along the trench. His hands shake, his eyes stare. By the window fast asleep a nurse sits unaware of the wars inside George's head as he lies in bed. He watches as Grimes sits against the trench wall, smoking a cigarette, then stands up and goes to the steps, and looks over the top; smoke from his cigarette floating about his head; a whine, splat and Grimes falls back dead. Georges stares and mumbles. Grimes lies staring into the blackness as if an answer is there. George gets out of bed, walks to the wall to tend to Grimes. The chair by the wall where the nurse's coat lies stands still. George talks to the coat, talks to Grimes. The coat is silent and unmoving like one dead. George sees Grimes lying there in his broken mind and head.
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Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
WHAT GEORGE SAW 1916.
George lies in the dark of his room, a slit of light from the moon squeezes through the gap of the curtains and makes a streak onto the floor and the wall by his bed. He hears gunshot and explosions, hears men's moans from No-Man's Land, senses rats run along the trench. His hands shake, his eyes stare. By the window fast asleep a nurse sits unaware of the wars inside George's head as he lies in bed. He watches as Grimes sits against the trench wall, smoking a cigarette, then stands up and goes to the steps, and looks over the top; smoke from his cigarette floating about his head; a whine, splat and Grimes falls back dead. Georges stares and mumbles. Grimes lies staring into the blackness as if an answer is there. George gets out of bed, walks to the wall to tend to Grimes. The chair by the wall where the nurse's coat lies stands still. George talks to the coat, talks to Grimes. The coat is silent and unmoving like one dead. George sees Grimes lying there in his broken mind and head.
AN OFFICER HOME FROM THE WAR FRONT WITH SHELL-SHOCK IN 1916.
TerryCollett
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Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
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