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Poetic Princess The man that calls to me like a shot in the dark
He lies there hopeless and motionless
He can’t move but he wants to run
Tubes is his nose and in his tummy
His bed folded in the worst way
He lies to me and says he’s fine
But all of me wants to take him away and let him go
I want to walk with him and know him
I want to hug him and talk with him
John Wayne is his company
While I prepare disgust in the kitchen
I bring nothing but stress to his body and nasty tastes to his mouth
I violate his privacy and his manhood
I wish I knew him before
I wish I could take his pain and throw it out with his soiled laundry
The smells don’t bother me
It’s the pain I feel for this man
I better get ready to say farewell
I am caregiver, hear me cry
