you too if chained to a bed in a room with no view and an ugly drape you too would complain about cream cakes and the EU. she too was there in 68’ when Prague got the flew and medicine was few and far between. she too when the sky was blue had a pair of walking legs less wrinkles and a vertical view. you too would laugh less and obsess bury your husband next to your mother whom he hated ever so intensely. you too would have punished him so if he’d left you lying flat horizontal for 19 lone springs. you too would have wished every day - for death to come take you away if you only knew the world was flat again and those with a vertical view are yet to apprehend. |