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Chemotherapy
Cindy SmithIt should look more
dangerous than this.
They should pierce your vein
with a rattlesnake.
They should fill your shirt
with snow.
All these bare-skulled penitents
know it’s true.
This is the new Inquisition.
They will do anything to save you.
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Chilling. Thanks for sharing this.
Posted by: Robert | Monday, 18 December 2006 at 06:03 PM
My paranoid brother said that the doctor wanted him to sign all sorts of permissions to do experiments on him. I thought he was imagining things. Now my cousin's wife tells me that since my cousin was unconscious it was SHE, NOT paranoid, who was faced with signing those papers. She refused.
Yes -- rattlesnakes.
Prairie Mary
Posted by: Mary Scriver | Monday, 18 December 2006 at 06:47 PM
Rattlesnakes, yes. But they really do want to save you.
Posted by: Cindy | Tuesday, 19 December 2006 at 08:12 PM
really good poem
Posted by: Marcy Sheiner | Friday, 22 December 2006 at 12:48 PM