:: hospital pyjamas ::

Thanks to Colin Will for publishing Hopsital Pyjamas in the Open Mouse today.

sonja benskin mesher

I come here late, hospital pyjamas,

was it body or brain paralysis

that kept me there, tired

lace curtains drawn,

I lay as a child, arm high

tracing patterns and bows,

thinking in the wind,

when there is no wind?

to the door i find

earth smell, light rain

and music from the overflow.

little toads still hazard,

everywhere, everywhere,

i warned you yesterday,

tread very gently my dears



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