Fred Chamberlain

Rookie (Jan 21 1993 / Windsor On)

When You Lose Count - Poem by Fred Chamberlain

When you count the pills
when you count the scars
when you count the blades
when you count the pains

when you look back
when you lose track
of the numbers
of pills, scars, blades, and pains

when there is nothing left
when you lose your breath
when there's a pool of red
were there is no bed

when you look back
when you lose track
of the numbers
of pills, scars, blades, and pains

when you run and can't look back
when there is fear that you will lose track
of the pills and scars
and the numbers of bars

when you look back
when you lose track
of the numbers
of pills, scars, blades, and pains


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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