Horrible dreams at warp speed.October 23, 2008 at 6:49 pm | Posted in writing | 10 Comments
Tags: The Philippino Nurse, writing
After effect of the Morrison-Huxley Effect but regains his land legs quicker these days. One of my fondest memories from childhood was H R Puffenstuff which makes me wonder how these things work out so perfect since I work in H R and I smoke a lot.
Shedding some awful suit, many times I’ve said that this is never about me. I am a relatively normal bloke average human type of quite normal tastes, ahem, he coughs again. The nurse is from South America. She is in her early forties and a refugee from El Salvador, forced into exile by the inhuman workings of a multinational machine and the CIA since she had a gift for languages and had been in the company of many dying young men possessed of secrets they needed to confess.
It wouldn’t be true to say I love her but when I watch her walking away from this cold bed, I certainly remember having been in love.