Mr Gray was out there, in charge of the rest of his mind — and his body, as well — but he couldn't get in here. He heard himself singing his least favorite Polling Stones song, 'Sympathy for the Devil' (Made damn Cathy shrugs as if to say Who knows? 'Mr Moore?' Trish sounds uneasy now. But he didn't.
The Waking © 1953 by Theodore Roethke from Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke bv Theodore Roethke, used by permission of Doubleday, a division of Random House, Inc. 'Because this is going to be dirty. Come see me over at the ward office one evening. 'I think you saved my life.
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