Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney


He jumped her on a dark street; grabbed her throat.
She stared him down and sat him down to talk
About his ex-wife and lost job. Her coat
Was thin - the night was cold. She made him walk

hours in the rain. Persuaded him to go
turn himself in. Then drank herself to sleep.
In movies, she'd make stuff up you would know
was better than the script. You'd laugh and weep.

When I was sick, she told me 'You can't die'
turned up and shouted at me; she had just
Bought tickets for Bruce Springsteen, and so I
had to get well. She sometimes made you trust

that she knew stuff you didn't, that she had
the lightning sudden wisdom of the mad.
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