Nurse

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Invisible Poetry

.

come tomorrow

rise like a moon,

hover as light

over fools, over

near done, above

the mind changing

too late.

.

apply tourniquet

and twist. Surgery

lights make iodine

brighter. tend wounds,

unlicenced to suture

them. wear white.

 

bedpans have virtue

and nice paychecks that

muse why more is not

appreciated. come, pill

pushing is so meritorious.

tilt the white cap

at the corpses that 

refused to listen.

.

Lady A

.

 

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