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Split Thoughts in a Hospital Bed
January 11, 2019
Colorless walls
And tired eyes.
There are grating beeps
And bothersome birds
squawk outside.
Sterile smells of bleach
And medicine
Burn nostrils.
Itchy blankets cover the hard bed,
You lie on,
Making sleep a far off wish.
All is tense,
Dream foul
Dreams.
Colorless walls
Are painted by sunshine.
Rested eyes smile,
And rhythmic beeps,
Become the metronome
For the birds’
Soft
Song.
The air smells clean,
Like a gentle breeze
Passing the forest.
Warm blankets
Cover your supportive bed
Putting all racing thoughts
To sleep.
All is calm
Dream sweet
Dreams.
© Rosie A., Lexington, MA
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I wanted this poem to show how there's two sides to most situations.