Thursday, July 18, 2013

Inpatient


Napping softly, sweat upon his brow
A pillow’s winkles impress his cheek.
 
Tuesday morning awakening to -
Breakfast in bed, sweet maple syrup.
 
His sunken eyes slowly un-lid
Only to find empty, white walls.
 
A cheerful good morning from the nurse’s lips:
Whose husband has a luxury car;
 
Whose children live in isolated bliss;
Who certainly has  an accomplished life.
 
Crazy one. Lying in bed. Traveling the mind.

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