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NURSING HOME PATIENT
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ABSTRACT POEMS
NURSING HOME PATIENT
I see it every day.
On the way.
Several times.
It is really on my mind.
Train to Boston.
I can hear it too, true. Yes, I do.
I wish I could go. Answer is no.
Here, I fear, I must stay. No, that is not ok.
Nobody see, calls on
the phone.
I feel so alone.
I look at a book.
I watch TV. But, see, it is just me.
I have a meal. Though, no, good, I don't feel.
Don't feel well, in this jail cell.
Meals are always the same. It can drive you insane.
No fanily, see, colmes to see me.
I have no friends. This never ends.
