BLUE LEFT EYE.A Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL IN HOSPITAL SUFFERING MENTAL BREAKDOWN IN 1971.There were bright lights from the ceiling once it got dark outside and when big Ted brought in the sandwiches for tea or supper or whatever they called it I sat next to Christine on one of the double sofas and she looked at the plates of sandwiches that were laid on the table and said usual boring stuff I’m not eating I’d rather starve big Ted said O come on young lady we've got to get you well again and out of this ward he offered her a ham sandwich real ham he said not that tin stuff she looked at him don't fancy meat she said he took up a cheese sandwich Cheddar he said good stuff I’ve tasted it downstairs in the kitchen I could eat a horse I said taking the cheese sandwich no horse sandwiches today Ted said smiling Christine gazed at me then at the plate of sandwiches it's an effort to eat she said I should be coming home from my honeymoon now if the f**k hadn't left me at the altar done my head in Ted raised his eyebrows is there anything I can get you other than sandwiches? they've got sausage rolls downstairs all dressed in my wedding dress with flowers and waiting and he doesn't show I take a ham sandwich his loss I said he must be missing a screw not to wed you she gazed at me then took a cheese sandwich and ate Ted frowned and walked off to get the teapot and coffee pots and cups from the trolley you'll find someone I said don't think I want anyone now think I'll become a nun or missionary in some far off land sexless and taking care of others she sat eating in silence for a moment or two not sure I could go long without sex come to think of it she took a ham sandwich with one hand and placed a hand on my thigh with that dull light in her green blue left eye. © 2014 Terry Collett |
AuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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