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Doctor's Visit
I am a silly boy
Today it crept down my skull
and trickled across my collar
and filled my arms and groin
with heat and blood and sparks
I panicked and squirmed and screamed
I had no control,
asked my doctor to help
He told me, with a patronizing paternal smile,
that I was feeling
happiness
Thursday 15th August 2024 10:51 pm
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