Care

Sunk deep

in a cheap stuffed

chair

Takes two

Just to prop you up

And those two

who wipe you down

and feed your mouth

think you’re frail.

Remember the baseball bat

Behind the door you

used on my brothers?

You used

something else

on my mum.

You don’t remember;

can’t remember

But I do.

And I’m happy you’re like this

From rotten to rotting

I hope it drags out.

Your pain.

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