Thirty-Four
Thirty-four hours,
at the shore...
Thirty-four more hours...
Of skin burned raw...
Thirty-four layers
Of skin peel off,
Thirty-four square
feet, of skin to doff...
Thirty-four tubes
Of thirty-four creams
Resulted from
Thirty-four nights
Of painful screams...
Thirty-four ointments
Thirty-four pain pills,
Yet thirty-four times,
You scream out louder
Than thirty-four
Beverly Sills...
You've resolved,
you swear,
Thirty-four times,
Thirty-four times
you promise
to behave,
Even if you have
to live...
In a thirty-four foot
deep cave!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008
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