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Hospitals And Medicine - Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

HOSPITALS and medicine, with their
wooden drugs, a underground womb spills
over, and you find a decoy thats tast
like wine or blood,
healed and forgiven, says the ghost of
your past, still, some thing not right,
and to prove it, you sleep with a night
light on............
HOSPITALS and medicine, with their
wooden drugs.....

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  • (3/23/2006 4:39:00 PM)

    I don't feel that my intelligence stretches to the full understanding of this.But I admire the way in which it is written.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 23, 2006

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