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A book lay open on the table by her bed I looked at the cover blue well worn named Byron a friend gave me it Julie said can't make head or tails yet the ward was quiet blinds were pulled up sunlight came in blue and white over duller white she in a flowery gown pink flowers small on white cloth tied at the waist leg crossed over the other slippered feet thin ankles not read him I said died in Greece she said who? I asked Byron she said she pulled a cigarette from an open packet and lit up I’ve read Shelley I said he drowned in Italy I think she inhaled smoke rose grey white lifting ceiling ward thin fingers held fingers parted slightly curved as if sculptured I sat on her hospital bed firm blue blanket white pillows solid Guy's in the slammer she said drug taking and selling I said nothing looked at her lips holding the cigarette opened and closed hair untidy won't see him in a while the parents will be glad didn’t like him have class of course his parents that is she said I studied the cleavage where the gown lay open small valley darkness sinking when I get out of here she said we must meet in London again I looked away from her cleavage outside the sound of hard falling rain.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
HARD RAIN.
A book lay open on the table by her bed I looked at the cover blue well worn named Byron a friend gave me it Julie said can't make head or tails yet the ward was quiet blinds were pulled up sunlight came in blue and white over duller white she in a flowery gown pink flowers small on white cloth tied at the waist leg crossed over the other slippered feet thin ankles not read him I said died in Greece she said who? I asked Byron she said she pulled a cigarette from an open packet and lit up I’ve read Shelley I said he drowned in Italy I think she inhaled smoke rose grey white lifting ceiling ward thin fingers held fingers parted slightly curved as if sculptured I sat on her hospital bed firm blue blanket white pillows solid Guy's in the slammer she said drug taking and selling I said nothing looked at her lips holding the cigarette opened and closed hair untidy won't see him in a while the parents will be glad didn’t like him have class of course his parents that is she said I studied the cleavage where the gown lay open small valley darkness sinking when I get out of here she said we must meet in London again I looked away from her cleavage outside the sound of hard falling rain.
BOY AND GIRL IN HOSPITAL VISIT IN 1967.
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
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