Warm Night

12.19am 23 January, 2017

It is a warm night.
I have been asleep but
it is the sort of sleep that
gives no rest.
I have tossed and turned
enough to free myself
from my dream.

My first thought as always is
‘where is she?’
Someone answers.
They tell me
‘She has schizophrenia..
She is in the mental ward of
the Dandenong Hospital’.

I am saying these words.
If I don’t move,
if I don’t make a noise
I think I will be ok.
It is like being near the
centre of an earthquake.
If I don’t move, I won’t get hurt.

I reach out for a sip of water
and turn the pillow to find a cool spot.

It is a warm night.

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