letra de conscious - david moore
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his fingers wake, and flutter up the bed
his eyes come open with a pull of will
helped by the yellow may-flowers by his head
a blind-cord drawls across the window-sill . .
how smooth the floor of the ward is! what a rug!
and who’s that talking, somewhere out of sight?
why are they laughing? what’s inside that jug?
“nurse! doctor!” “yes; all right, all right.”
but sudden dusk bewilders all the air—
there seems no time to want a drink of water
nurse looks so far way. and everywhere
music and roses burnt through crimson slaughter
cold; cold; he’s cold; and yеt so hot:
and there’s no light to see the voicеs by—
no time to dream, and ask—he knows not what
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