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Wings
nothing's certain anymore,
I dont know what matters,
confusion paints my head,
my inhibitions lie in tatters
I've found that special one
for whom I'd long yearned
to make up for those times
I'd had my fingers burned
always terrified of women,
felt they were over-sexed,
averse to the physical side,
passion left me perplexed
seemed safer to keep awa...
Thursday 6th May 2021 11:13 am
The Specialist
You didn't argue with him
Registrars quailed and more than one
Seasoned sister had fled in tears while
He was loaded, a
Private practice financing
Mansion, country cottage, horses, boat
All the trappings
A pretty if fading wife who'd put up
With a lot.
He was in his prime.
Then that bloody virus hit and he was
King no more
Elective surgery on hold
The normal ...
Friday 15th May 2020 11:44 am
The Visitor
A cloak hid her weight
Or she hoped it did as
She scoured second hand bookshops and
Oxfam for
Thirty-five years of books that she
Never let go.
You can imagine that lonely bungalow, the kind
They clear out on TV, with explanations from a
Psychologist, so when
Annie broke her hip she had to watch
Other patients during visiting hours and
Although she seemed on the me...
Thursday 14th May 2020 11:47 am
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