Dr.Rosin Poem by Istrat Gato

Dr.Rosin



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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