Rory Brown

Rory Brown is on the floor
headphones a missing line
the mucus showing down your nose
Down is Rory Brown
shaking, contorted with unsettling eyes

Rest a bit and rest your head
folk is here for your best
she's called the men - they're coming soon
One of us, the caring girl,
she knows you
And called you Rory, Rory Brown

I'll hold your shoulder
you can't get up
relax and lay your head
on your ragged student bag

Gathered here
'cause of you
we feel outwards

- the men have come

Bye now, Rory
I see you're back
in your eyes

You've made us humans
for 7 minutes
and more