shoves my belly
gently
a stethoscope
harmlessly
a invisible golf club
in his hands
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
baked fish
carrots and peas
apple juice
boiled chicken
feeds me up
regularly
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
sends me a nurse
in midnight
to take my blood
in hindsight
to take my flood
like a vampire
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
chats with nurses
a cup in a hand
sipps on the cup
chats with nurses
chats with nurses
patts my arm
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
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