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'Killer' Flu

I am a Catholic woman, says the lady in the hall

You can't keep me here, they're looking for me now

I can't walk by myself, you say I'm going to fall

My son is going to find me, I know he will somhow

For over three more hours, Killer hears her rant

How can they listen to her, Killer knows he can't

It takes a bit of silence... Something's not as before

They find her bed on top of her... her lips kissing the floor

The guy next-door is screaming, "I want my jacket on"

Killer holds the jacket up, the man's eyes go bright

He can help this guy's obsession

He ties the arms around his neck, really nice and tight

Chasing down Tylenol, must be pretty hard

Her med-cart sits clean and empty in the hall

Killer finds her sleeping... in bland disregard

She's at the bottom of the stairs now... oops, she must have had a fall

Killer's beeping-drip-pump-buddy, torments his sleep all day

The meds are really helping, when they can get through

But because of kinks and empties, they often go astray

They both go in the bathroom, one comes out... you know who

Killer says: " I was asleep... I pledge"

Maintainance guy says: "He's out there on the ledge!"

In opening the window, slowly holding on to breath

He knocks poor fucking "Beepy" to his goddam death

Classic music fills Killer's head, he resists a wider grin

If they had only known how, they could have pulled poor 'Beeby' in

The floor is kinda quiet now, things have calmed right down

Killer gets up and steals a walker, takes a couple of turns around

He passes by 'Shaky Sarah' , Gives her a pat upon the brow

He kicks 'Behemoth Betty'... Fat Fucking Cow

By the time her scream has echoed, Killer's back to bed

If he had known how loud she was, He would have made sure she was dead

Killer puts it down to being sick, yeah, this fucking flu

Thinking that when I'm better, I'll come back for you

Tomorrow is his release-date, he's gettin' outta here!

He woulda took some doctors out, but they never got too near

Yeah, they came and went, didn't really stay

Killer had no reason, to make them go away

The dawn tomorrow, will be the first, Killer's seen in awhile

He's gonna stay up all day, probably do it up in style

He's all excited to get back home, and once again... Have things his way!

 

 

 

 

— Geezer, Oct 30, 2009

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Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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Seren

Seren

16 years 7 months ago

Dearest Gee

LMAO only you would kill your nurses and room mates Gee ... pretty bloody funny hun wonder what that poor nurse said to her family when she got home LMAO ... too bloody good another killa from killer ;) love and biggest hugs of love Jayne x x x will get your email done in the next couple of days hun we had a death in the family yesterday and forgot to send it(huggles) x x x Pea ess lol I actually wondered when I found out you were in hospital if you had been writing lol answered my question ;)
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lyz

16 years 7 months ago

Hi Gee and Killer

You are both finally back in town We knew that that dreaded flu Could never keep you down. Glad of that, but sorry for the ones that felt Killers cold heart, lol. What a stay in hospital. Trust you Gee to make it fun. Loved Killers fevered foul plays, well done. HE'S BACK!!!! Love Lyz. XX
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hardcorechick28

16 years 7 months ago

another fine moment for killer.....

Remind me not to get him as a roommate if I am ever in the hospital...LOL. I love him though!!!! Killer is able to express the supressed rage in all of us where real life and laws do not allow us to do otherwise. Am looking forward to more....

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