ceiling blisters
fuckery in the loft
leaking water tank
© Rachel Green February 2025
Another night in delirium spent
dreams bring more terror than waking world
but hunger pains demand to stall the rent
and ease the stomach cramps that keep her curled
twixt sodden sheets. She can relieve the pang
which keeps her in a pain-filled wakeful debts
by clawing down the blessed smoker's tang
of nicotine from Borstal cigarettes.
She reaches for the tin her father gave
to keep tobacco and her papers in
but the habits brings her closer to the grave
with nub-ends scavenged from the bin
© Rachel Green February 2025
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