Sandy Player


Biography of Sandy Player

Been writing since Sept.2011; cut me some slack...

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Doctor's Smoke Jar

They've put me back together again.
Staples and paper making up for skin,
Each perscription another dry and thin sheet.

The doctor hangs his blood flecked white apron,
His angel suit put away, and he's that man.
The epidermis he transferred is already peeling off, like a napkin.

But I am above men and cats,

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