In part 9 from a series of blogs from the hospital bed ‘Connecting to the mother keyboard’,Alice realises some people just don’t care.
I’m not on your mind but
I’m on my mind.
It’s an easy mistake to make.
It’s a maze with no followers.
It’s a rabbit hole
I have to shrink before I can step.
Drink me.
You’re just not that into me but
I love me a little bit more.
Party girls get old but who knows
The drugs might work now?
Mid life mid poem.
Staying high is not an option
if I want to survive
(Do I want to survive?)
So there’s no ladder to climb into your mind.
I kicked it.
No longer intertwined on your bunk bed
No longer sharing that void in your blank head.
I’m not on your mind.
I think it was always this way but
When I was younger I didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Now I know and now…maybe I care……
Alice Smith is recovering from a serious injury and writing a series of blogs from the hospital bed called ‘Connecting to the mother keybiatd.’
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