Nassy Fesharaki

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Hospital - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki


-'Can be Hell or Heaven, '
-uniformed are robots
-in cloaks, overalls
-bluish to grey…

large its land; is ghost house
-its counters are doorways
-to "Hotel California"
-with their masks

The floors well-cleaned
-sticky, squeaky under feet
-but the walls reveal age

Silent signs hung on sides:
- "Welcome to Hospital;
-of "Hotel California! "
-see it as lovely place! "

The Humpty-Dumpty behind desk
-lost is her trueness under a made-up face.

Shadow-walk the witches
-with constant glove-change
-to inform parasites' presence
-Broom-ride over house of ginger

I feel in abattoir
-each patient oxen, cow
-butchers and vampires
-wearing badge goes around
-as the nurse or doctor
-these robot-carriers of fear
-cause scare everywhere

Doctor took little me in hid hands
-joyously with smile he filled my prostate
-as if on a hot-dog poured mustard
-it hurts, burns; how could he be angel?

Topic(s) of this poem: hospitals

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 27, 2017

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