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Frank Joussen

 
 
DOUBLE BED MONOLOGUES

  drugged, drunk      nausea
                 bruised & burnt      inside out
      hes lying      Im going
       beside me      round
      once again      in circles
       trying to      my hands
        touch me      are numb
with his      no pain
          bandaged hands      after the accident
      but can he      the pain
     I shouldnt      after she left
be here      just burns
      sleep here      like ice
       .................      ..........      
       Id left for good      shes gone
before he cried      Im crying
for help      for her
Ill leave again      at the top of my soul
                        for sure      outside in
     ...........      ...........
                     go to sleep      Im on fire
        now, now      no, no
         darling      darling
     go to sleep      our bed
              hush, hush      is burning
   do me      and where are
                that one favour!      you now?
 



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