SOFT HUM 1971A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN A PSYCHIATRIC WARD IN 1971Yiska said the whole scene stank I don't want to be stuck in the locked ward another day my bandaged wrist stings like hell she said the big nurse eyed her the radio was playing some Beatles' song come walk with me I said away from the others so we walked along the passage along by the showers and bathroom and cupboards for sheets and such slept badly she said groans and moans of others that Scots woman jabbering the night the night nurse doing f**k all about her just saying it's her alcohol wanting its feed I held her hand she squeezed it if there was a place I would right now just f*****g do it I wasn't sure if she meant sex or slitting her other wrist or maybe both we came to a locked door and turned around and walked back again a nurse came to us where are you two going? she asked Hell and back Yiska said she gazed at our joined hands where were you two last night? she said sleeping in our beds I guess I said you weren't there when I looked she said Yiska said nothing but peered past her best get back to the lounge breakfast will be brought up soon she said she turned and walked off I gazed at her swaying walk the black and white uniformed behind holding my eyes we parted hands as we entered the lounge her hand fell by her side I sat by her on the sofa and waited for breakfast to come listening to the radio and the other patient's soft hum. © 2015 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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