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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Biographical · #1150059
I wrote this whilst I recovered from a life-threatening illness in 1993.


Laid out with ailment
a plaid sort of sickness
familiar corporate pea soup green air
filling lungs like a diseased dairy
The citadel couch is turning
into a re-upholstered Greyhound bus
carrying the motivation
that fell out,
Fever and exhaust fumes
smoking together
riding that line,
staining the road.
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