Tuesday, July 26, 2011

resident sadness

it takes up a lot of room.
it is enormity with a tiny tongue,
flicking into my ear.

it stalks both the fit and sick,
it has no code.
and it's awfully cold

in the moment before it sits,
writing out prescriptions
that do more harm than good.

it would be easier to be friends
with it, but i know better
than to put stock into easy.

and when i ask it to be nicer,
it dries up to a wisp.
and i am none the wiser.

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