Minced Lies

Anna Ghislena

Original image from AgeUK Original image from AgeUK

I’m sure there’s a dusting of icing

in the saliva resting on my chin.

You’re looking at it, aren’t you?

It’s ok, nurse can brush it away

if you don’t’ want to touch my skin.

You look a little warm,

your face all rosy and good to see,

with a smile

unaccustomed to lethargy

manifesting under blanketed knees

that feel the cold so keenly.

No, it’s a smile too wide,

it has all to hide,

so wide it might tear your face in two.

“Two weeks ago”, you sigh,

“it’s just flying by;

long office hours and the builders are in..”

But you see,

time hasn’t clipped it’s wings for me

and I’m sure it wasn’t two weeks ago

but four, maybe three.

You said you’d come and here you are,

“Just a short stop because

Christmas shopping is never done;

the dog’s home alone with…

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