Frank Prem

Franks Psychiatry 1 #7: sunday lunch with the ladies

ah
hello dear
how are you
don’t you look lovely

 

I’m not sure if I look lovely
but they sound strange
like little girls boxed up inside
old ladies

 

it’s sunday
and I’ve jumped on my bike
and gasped my way
up to where mum’s working
in one of the female wards

 

they always seem to be busy
up here
scrubbing something
or folding something
but they’re all over me
when I visit

 

almost patting me

 

mum is really pleased
when I ride up
but sort of hurries me away
out of the main room
like she’s not sure it’s good thing
for me to be here

 

in one of the empty rooms
I perch on a neat bed
feet swinging

 

while mum ducks out for a second
then comes back
with a plate of roast chicken
left over from lunch

 

and pink junket
for a special sunday dessert

 

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