THE FROGMORE POETRY PRIZE 2006
| Anne Stewart
AS WEll AS CAN BE EXPECTED
When all the days went numb and drowning was easy
After a week, the automatic pilot kicked in.
Then you began to remember friends, invitations;
In no time, you were making decisions again.
down in one from the bottle, cold and delicious,
Soon, you were naming days. On one, you found a card
When the doctor prodded, the stomach shrank away.
He tutted and frowned, asked his questions,
he pointed, accusing your dusty shoes, 'that walk
Well-intentioned, but a bit soft in the head.