Medic!

Drown the thoughts in a glass of insomnia
kicking
screaming amongst a perspex
plastic
birds circling in degrees
obtrusive language only Grandma would appreciate
be cause of the second world war
the falling on beaches and peaches rouged
on cheeks in irrespective
dis respective
alto ego played on a double
bass
caught on a line hung in a river
drown to the sound of a tank
shivered its turrets
syndrome of a mind i caught at ninety ninety years old
fidgeting in an armchair
despair he did
since the gut was sixteen and lied
volunteered
feared the god who told him to do this
be blissed in a apprehensive
amongst the trench and tackle
double back to save my one legged friend
send in a medic
a dog collar wearer
Dr point if my view fits
sits
anaesthetic
Medic
Medic