Doctor, What's My Problem...And How Much Is My Bill? ! Poem by Michael Fischer

Doctor, What's My Problem...And How Much Is My Bill? !



I never fell in love...
But I fall each mourning,
out of my broken dreams,
inside God's death machine!

I'm simply a peasant
living on your test range.
Instead of making change,
I'm slaving for chump change!

The climate is changing;
My hopes are dwindling.
The mirror's not lying,
but I don't believe it!

Doctor, what's my problem...
and how much is my bill? !

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Michael Fischer

Michael Fischer

Buffalo, New York
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