Monday, 25 July 2011

As I Sit Here

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As I sit here -
up the stairs and at my computer desk -
Down below in the heart of the house,
my sister sips my father's medication.

Oramorph is clear.
It makes you sleepy if you drink.
If I went to catch her drinking it she would lie,
she would tell me she were allowed.

Nobody of healthy body should drink the drink she does.
I tried to move it from her sight,
but she found it.
Every time she found it.
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She filled the bottle with water once
because she drank it all.
My father was in pain for that whole month.
We didnt tell him why.

That would have been a greater pain than all.

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