The kid arrives(day patient)
and walks the ward like an
intense panther. I sit on the
sofa waiting for nothing,
and nothing happens, nothing
that interests me to stir
or contend to anything or end.
Yiska comes from the small
medical room; her wrist fresh
bandaged. The kid straight
away pesters her, surrounds
her, sticks out his tongue.
I get up and push him away;
he comes back at me and
Yiska screams. Nurses come
out of the walls, separate us.
He is all large eyed, mouthing
foul language; I want to bust
him one, but a big male nurse
stands between us. The kid
walks off. I watch him go.
The nurse watches us. I sit
next to Yiska. She looks at
her wrist bandaged. She'd
slit her wrist the day before.
We light up our cigarettes
and smoke. The kid walks
about staring at me with
his dark eyes. I gaze at him
cool, releasing smoke.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 6:22 AM UTC
The kid arrives(day patient)
and walks the ward like an
intense panther. I sit on the
sofa waiting for nothing,
and nothing happens, nothing
that interests me to stir
or contend to anything or end.
Yiska comes from the small
medical room; her wrist fresh
bandaged. The kid straight
away pesters her, surrounds
her, sticks out his tongue.
I get up and push him away;
he comes back at me and
Yiska screams. Nurses come
out of the walls, separate us.
He is all large eyed, mouthing
foul language; I want to bust
him one, but a big male nurse
stands between us. The kid
walks off. I watch him go.
The nurse watches us. I sit
next to Yiska. She looks at
her wrist bandaged. She'd
slit her wrist the day before.
We light up our cigarettes
and smoke. The kid walks
about staring at me with
his dark eyes. I gaze at him
cool, releasing smoke.
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