Pfc Harris, who became
a ghost immured
In hospitals with sylvan names.
His kin deferred
To specialists, who all agreed
lobotomy
Would benefit him most. That deed
accomplished, he
Lived on another twenty years.
Attendants said
His muttering replaced the tears
he could not shed.
First published in The HyperTexts.
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