Sunday, 15 November 2015

vogelfrei

the doctor is in
for what, you may ask?

to understand weakness
to end all man's grief

the doctor of love
lust
desire
health
fitness
lightning (like Zeus)
with a stomach full
as so it goes

he has the medicines
tucked in his shoe
for nausea
depression
loneliness
and gloom

the man calls from the room
an appendix forsaken
in the next room
the devil, he opens
the room goes a shine

polish with wax
don't drink turpentine
forever at last
may the warden  heave, full-blast
thou shall nobody ever heath nor ask

this tiny tale of madness

Gg

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