I'm Still Weighing
the look I got
from the Dachau-thin
man with the huge bandaged
tumor perpending from his jaw
his purple scalp a garbage of hair
his mouth an irregular howl
as he moved like a poker
with legs, drawing the wheeled
hydraulic device
that allowed him to live behind
like a toddler's toy
full of suckings and raspings
into the nurse-filled shadows
at hall's end
8/28
1:30 P.M.
Urayasu University Hospital
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