Kai the Kiwi

“

Our bodies nest in cotton, the thread moulds to our skin
These dirty gowns are all we have—we won’t be clean again.
With all old rest forgotten, sleep is our new sin
In it we hide from demons’ eyes that make us wake again.

The nurses mill around us, we’re corpses now—it’s true
There was a time when we would smile and I could dance with you.
Now we are sedated, my veins—they crawl and split
I’ll never leave these pills behind; and you, my love, won’t quit.

The songs we sing are violent, the tunes are sad and sharp
They force our hearts to pump and seize—one rhythm in the dark.
The basement dust is calling, it says we can be free
But I know cotton, tunes, and pills are all there is for me.

If we could see the sun rise—not fluorescent flicker bulbs
We’d never sleep in beds again, we’d never sleep at all.
If we could run from madness, we’d tear across the sea
But breathing’s the best I can do—my love, please lie with me.

”

“Hospital Songs” - Shawna Howson (May ‘11)

(Source: nanalew)

2.27.12.

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