Voices
By biggal
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Voices ? Alan Smith 2003
leave me alone! she shouts
sitting up
hospital nightie
soaked with sweat
gaping open
hair and pubes and bandages
sheets on the floor
no one else is there
no one else is coming
not the nurse
he is too busy
eating hot chips
he has been before
and she does not see him
leave me alone! she says
then spits toward
the opposite wall
and the rupert bunny print
of handsome couples
in their sunday best
picnicking
nothing was said, yesterday
when the dapper man
sat bedside
she didn't tell him to leave
but stared past him
he endured the silent vigil
and left
leave me alone, she said
the tea lady
retrieved the cup
and wheeled away
leaving the biscuits
in the vain hope
she might eat something
leave me alone, she whispered
as the procession stopped
and this patient, tornbury?
a miss dorothea trindall, sir
suffering from delusions.
only delusions?
cuts and burns
to the genitals
meaning what?
rape sir? no!
assault? no, self mutilation
leave me alone, she wept
marveling how easily
the bright shiny blade
pierced the flesh
she had felt no pain
as straight red lines appeared
then some curves
to match
the bloody droplets
of her inner thighs
then down the legs
aboriginal dot painting
with a cigarette
leave me alone, she whimpered
i've cleansed myself in blood
and in flame
you can ask no more
but from deep in her belly
in her tubes?
a tiny voice
cried out:
cleanse me too
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