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White

January 14th, 2009 Leave a comment Go to comments

The doctor is in a white coat
leaning over me, intrigued
white teeth gleaming
white skin shining
white light blinding
white needle priming
white eyes widening
white scalpel sliding
in white stomach lining
white gloves prying
open white siding
and I’m still lying
open and writhing.
The doctor is in a white coat
leaning over me
on this rack
he blocks the light
now he’s all black.

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