Nov 6, 2014

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Disgusting patients spit in green tissues.
Rotten IMV vans sleep.
Nervous doctors.
The old linoleum squares.
Dirty red and olive green booklets.
Dumb-same conversations.
A mother holding my hand.

Yeah, makes me sick,
Mother and scratched radiators,
My father with logic
Of frogs from the sewers.

And all this abominable thing.

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