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Waiting Room Constant hissUnderwritesMuted conversation,Distant laughter,Inexplicable thuds.As if worlds are collidingIn the next corridor. Above all,Stillness,Anticipation.A tensionLike a dull acheIn your back.Waiting. Afternoon There is nothing quite like the stillness of an autumn afternoon.Hopefully there will be sun on the hawthorn berries.The alarm call of a blackbird.A leaf falling through …

FINAL MOMENTS

VERSE 1978-1988 Uncle Cedric.  Uncle Cedric, in the bath tubDreams of monumental formsBillowing from the steamy water.Closing his eyes, he sighs,The water lapsAround his folded fat;He drifts away to the sun,His spiral orbitRound the plug hole.Uncle Cedric melts intoHis dream;As he disolves, in bubbles,Gurgles down the drain.Next day,When Annie cleans …