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This just happened!
I was lying right here on my bed
watching Tom Selleck as Jessie Stone
with melancholy soundtrack music
I love Jessie Stone, I have them all
"Sea Change" is on now at the moment
Suitcase, Jessie's name for him, ya' see
has just awakened from a coma
and says "I'll have a cappuccino"
the nurse by his bed is screaming loud
and then BAM - a voice - mine, says clearly
"I forget when I last had no pain"
I heard the words like it was the first
well it was since last year till this year
I've heard me say that in my head and
out loud since the pain first started in
that's why I always grab a journal
and scribble ink on page after page
and as time passes over each page
the voice in my head says precisely
"Tomorrow, I promise, tomorrow"
and I write faster like chicken scratch
like code only I can decipher
and I furrow my brow and mutter
"Tomorrow - what about tomorrow"
It says "Oh, you know, about the pain"
click of my tongue, reply in a huff
"For years you've been a broken record
Now tell me how this poem should end"
The voice in my head shouts "I promise
I told you, look, would I lie to you?"
This is entered in the DUP competition "Promises".
watching Tom Selleck as Jessie Stone
with melancholy soundtrack music
I love Jessie Stone, I have them all
"Sea Change" is on now at the moment
Suitcase, Jessie's name for him, ya' see
has just awakened from a coma
and says "I'll have a cappuccino"
the nurse by his bed is screaming loud
and then BAM - a voice - mine, says clearly
"I forget when I last had no pain"
I heard the words like it was the first
well it was since last year till this year
I've heard me say that in my head and
out loud since the pain first started in
that's why I always grab a journal
and scribble ink on page after page
and as time passes over each page
the voice in my head says precisely
"Tomorrow, I promise, tomorrow"
and I write faster like chicken scratch
like code only I can decipher
and I furrow my brow and mutter
"Tomorrow - what about tomorrow"
It says "Oh, you know, about the pain"
click of my tongue, reply in a huff
"For years you've been a broken record
Now tell me how this poem should end"
The voice in my head shouts "I promise
I told you, look, would I lie to you?"
This is entered in the DUP competition "Promises".
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