My Poems Poem by joe osullivan

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i want them to be true
oozing life like open wounds
but gentle too
soft like cotton gauze

i want passersby
on seeing them to say
have you been hurt?
but true friends
to pause
to lift the gauze and stare
then shake their heads
and mutter
you really ought to see a doctor

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