You offered me tea
I told you " I'm allergic to it"
Your face broken and tear-stained
You
Smiled, from a place you'd forgotten
"Why do I feel so rotten"
Screaming abdominal aberrations
Wilting and waning under pressure
"Fuck this for a game of soldiers"
You scream
I try to keep it real, smooth and peaceful
You say "What if I leave"?
I say
Does it feel cold?
Does it feel hot?
You want to shout to the roof top
"Bastard life has gripped me whole" you ramble into the corridors
When will it stop
Stop
Stop
Good cop, BAD COP
I smile and say
"Take my hand and make your choice"
Silent voice
Silence, beholden to your chaos
In and out, unable to sit still
Roastin' and rattling!!!
We talk of Pandora
What was left at the end of her world
You ask with some tenderness creeping slowly back into you heart
"Who the fuck was Pandora"
I laugh outloud
I said "Like you, she had hope, right from the start"
Amongst the heaving chest pains and random coffee stains
You finally breathed and smiled
"I have hope" was all you could say, before you finally slept in the chair
I held your hand as you slept there
There with hope, drinking coffee to stay awake
For once I knew why I'd lost my break
Author notes
More stuff from Detox dark nights... It's never easy!!! :(
Written September 27th, 2003
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I think you are right – it is a good encapsulated incident but also I can see it as a page in a wry book on the subject… all though I think it would be a harrowing read… I salute your dedication.
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Well prsonally i think you are stark raving bonkers to do it, but if you weren't the world would be just that bit more shitty..
Stick with it Gill, there aren't enough people who would, (me included)
Barb
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Good poem too! -
Thanks Sis and Mizz Wolf for the great comments..
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Gill
My dear friend
at least you were there to listen and hold their hand
It does take patience to work in a detox unit
You are richly blessed for it
I think if I ever got back in the profession I would like to go to work in detox myself
Loved this gal
Kudos to you for the write and being there to lend a hand
Love ya
Your sis
Susan~~~~
P S I just posted a new one come see me too
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this took me back a few years of my life LOL a piece i really needed to read, helped me put into perspective a new relationship i was thinking about. reminded me i've already lived this life, really dont want to do it again with someone else. perhaps I didn't take it the way it was intended, but it really slapped me in the face and spoke volumes to me. thank you. great piece hun
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This, dearest Poetess, is the living example of realtime poetry ... and a compassionate heart understanding chest pains ...
Love you.
Myra -
I saw the title yesterday,.....and today, and finally had to see what it was about. Glad I did. You laid this out in excellent hard lines. Addicts.. I am simply using the term addict in general here, can be violent, hurt, hopeless, screaming, begging.....the list goes on... but the one thing I think is they are all....broken.. in need of fixing and lost in ways those of us who never walked that road, will never understand. It takes a tough heart, to help them because it takes tough ... caring to not give in. .. Well done!
~~whims
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Just popping on to say a BIG HUGE THANKYOU for all the wonderful comments....
Love, light and peace
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in the delerium of fever
this made perfect sense
will read again when well -
Gill
Powerful write, overflowing with so many intense emotions
I admire you for being able to handle such a job, as this must be, I can tell, you give it your all
Karen
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I have so much admiration for someone like you that can do that job , and obviously it is not just a job to you . When you are at work , it seems your heart is right there with you . I volunteered at a detox center once and quite franly I could NOT handle it
Reenie
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You say this is a work in progress. However, personally, I feel it works well as it is. The lack of form makes it more 'real'. I applaud you for the piece and for the fact that you actually live this.
Take care & best wishes. -
Hallucinations and other ramblings...yea, I've seen it...not fun stuff. This captures the disjointed mind very well. Good job.
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a really fine slice of life writing, and
a very good poem, Gill. this reads like a scene
from "ER" on TV. I really like this one!
honestly, I don't know how you do what you do.
we're lucky to have people like you who can d it.
- travis
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Detox...walking nightmares... well done. ~~~ Val
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Powerful words...take my hat off to you Gill for doing what
you do...cant be easy...
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Thanks for the heads up..on the typo... not bad to say I did it, after an 11 hour night shift
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lovely
i am so sorry if i really want to say I LOVE THIS ALOTH.SCREAM.... wow actually i like to scream but at bathroom hihih :d. -
Wooo.... powerful and full of emotions Gill.
Such an insight to a little bit of your world.
(nb. line 10 typo - 'You sceam' = 'You scream'...?)
Ann -
One thing: You have "scReam" as "sceam".
This is some good stuff. Very surreal in a way and it reminded me of some wee hours talks I have had with an invisible man. The real irony of all of this is that I am listening to "Epiphany" by Staind. It fits this poem very well and the memories it brings back to me as well. This is a great one by you. Not good, GREAT . -
Gill, I think this one has to be my favorite of yours up to now, so much emotion coneying alot of anger, but also with a sympathetic ear. It can't be easy doing your job I am sure, just as one gets over theres another one just as bad.
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Such a powerful writing... thanx for sharing...
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Thanks Barbara... glad you liked it..
Still tinkering.. as you might say.. this is a work in progress
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In and out-Rein Raus
Nice poem, it was very interesting to read. Great write, hope to read more of your work!
*Barbara*
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