NO CLOTHES 1976A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN IN AN ASYLUM IN 1976She said who am I and what am I doing here? They all said that he said all of them but she was different she had a darker tone of voice and her eyes haunt me to this day and she was often heard at the opposite end of the ward singing Puccini arias and some of the others complained she'll drive us mad drive us over the edge so she sang Mozart instead and walked about stark naked and some of the guys liked that but the nurses soon dressed her again after all one can't have that kind of thing he said can we? She cornered him once and said Bach gets jealous if I don't sing his arias but he can go suck himself I like Puccini and Mozart and now and then she'd concede and off she'd go with some Bach thing loud and clear as a bell in a valley and she slept in the women's dormitory and hated it when the big woman tried to climb into her bed for sex she hated that like a darn hippo she said hippo in bed with me do you know what she does on Sundays? He said she goes to the hospital chapel and sings the Mass in Latin and pisses off the C of E clergy guy and he complains but she just sings louder and that Monday last she punched that fat dame in the nose because she touched her a*s at breakfast and broke her nose and naked again no clothes. © 2016 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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