<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528048" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Time To Sit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A time to sit, the doctor said. <br>The room silent, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the walls a dull grey, <br>painted God knows when. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chair uncomfortable, <br>hard on the arse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You look around, <br>cock your ears, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sniff the air. <br>Tell me, the doc said, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you hear voices? <br>The carpeted floor </div><div style="margin:10px 0">beneath the feet. <br>The shoes touch it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You push hard down on it. <br>Not springy. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A small window high up <br>lets in light. The air is stale. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Body smell, sweat. <br>As if many have sat here </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just like you on this chair. <br>The mind is a complex thing, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the doc said, layer upon layer <br>of memories and sensations </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> are buried there. <br>As if you didn’t know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He spoke with an Irish lilt. <br>Just like you. Softer though. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Photographs were on his desk in his room. <br>You gazed at them as he spoke. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wife of his some posh bit, <br>clothes aplenty, eyes just staring. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And two kids staring at you <br>from another photo: well fed, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">nothing much wrong with them. <br>No screw loose, all right in the head. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sitting in the room does you no good. <br>The voices are back, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">never been away. <br>Good day, good day, they say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528048" data-title="Time To Sit de Terry Collett" data-description="A time to sit, the doctor said. The room silent, the walls a dull grey, painted God knows when. The chair uncomfortable, hard on the arse. You look around, cock your ears, sniff the air. Tell me, the doc said, do you hear voices? T..."></div> </div> </div>

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