The LookA Poem by NevilleThe Look She looked
at him, then turned
away again
fast .. Like he was just one
more old man in a very large
crowd .. But then he
was just
another old man in
a very long
row of standard issue white
metal hospital
beds and he knew
that .. And as well as the look
that she gave
him in passing,
maybe it would have been
kinder and easier for them
both if she had just turned
away and not smiled at
him like that since .. He knew
that look only too well
perhaps .. Indeed, it
was one of those knowingly
over familiar quasi-flirtatious
yet still uncomfortable
looks reserved
for all those on whom
empathy could not possibly be
wasted .. He had used
it himself countless
times on those who probably
hadn’t that much
time left .. © 2024 Neville |
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1 Review Added on November 15, 2024 Last Updated on November 15, 2024 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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