A moment of rest
She looked at me
as if her heart wasn’t shattered
on the floor in this nursing home
I never imagined my life
to turn out like this
She said
Childhood trauma
she never acknowledged
Unfamiliar pains
she never felt
Signs were there
when we laughed at her
- the toilet paper incident
Her mother’s screams
in front of her friends
as if another ordinary day
nurturing and care
Two teacups on the shelf
Rubbish bins in the bathroom
Filtered sunrays through the curtain
Condensed writings on the wall
Neighbor’s yelling across the corridor
Zombie-like man walking about
This time it’s not me
It’s outside of my control
She said
The scar on her neck
a physical reminder
of a psychological cancer
Crackling noises on the phone
and druggie connections
like the colour in black
if only they were real
Remembrances of youth
deep conversations of life
and dreams under the stars
Minute scribbles of class notes
on the outer edges of paper
A train of ambition and drive
Wrecked on the floor
in this tiny room with
soft shadows
A quiet moment of rest