Sunday, 13 July 2014

Displaced Bowels


Tragi-Comic Scenario..coz u always have to see the funny side. Frantic drive from ferry to Mater-Dei  to visit concussed brother..it is 12am and he is obviously befuddled...he tells me doctors say he might have to be operated on because of a 'detached rectum', I am perplexed..go to find nurses who stare at me as if I am crazy...after eons and getting lost in the bowels of a very not very securitized hospital, I find myself retracing my steps back to Emergency, whilst googling 'detached rectums' and totally puzzled how something like this can happen in the first place (major evacuation?) only to find out that all along they were talking about 'detached retinas'!!!...anyway luckily he doesn't need op.

I Want To Recall You

I WANT TO RECALL YOU


Once you were 
and now you're not

In the space that surrounds me

you are vague and intangible

filtered light through slatted shutters

dust motes hovering over plumped out pillows

on the vacant armchair

where you used to slump

Once you were warm

and soft in my arms

Now I screw my eyes

and I try to conjure you
out of afternoon shadows

on the streets we used to tread

but you remain insubstantial

an elusive dream

a wisp of memory

I cannot recall