Illness

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Ye Old Grave Digger

Ye Old Grave Digger

Gravedigger digs, a tired knave;
another death—another grave.
A sigh he casts towards trees...

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A Lifetime in 32 Minutes.

A Lifetime in 32 Minutes.

He didn’t look well, far from it.
Once olive skin rebelled to
a strong, custard hue.
...

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The Unspoken Word

voices hush, eyes dart away,
you’re changing the topic
didn’t you hear me say?
it...

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PLEASE DON'T DIE

PLEASE DON'T DIE

He went to the hospital every day
He prayed to God there would be another way
When he saw...

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The Unread Epoch of Trees

The crisp of the white
Chills to the ivory bone
You’d be lucky to get a glimpse
Just...

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Sugar Tax

Sugar Tax

Your child is fat
it's simple as that
your healthy happy
energetic child is fat...

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Incoming bug

Incoming bug

it's a long time since I had Flu,
I'd say 1992, and it was bad,
I stayed in bed for three...

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REFILL PLEASE?

REFILL PLEASE?

Books, Books and more Books...

New Editions...

New Facts...

Books written by...

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YOU COULD BE NEXT

YOU COULD BE NEXT

Depression...

Anxiety...

Suicidal thoughts...

Doctors...

Psychiatrists...

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THE BOWEL OPERATION

THE BOWEL OPERATION

It was sad and upsetting to see you lying there
With your tired looking eyes and unkept hair...

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Lighting up illness

The light through the window on their face's
Lighting up illness
In all different places...

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Colors Aren't for...

Roses are red, maybe to you.
but to me, that red flower is blue.
Maybe to you, the vibrant...

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Marks

Marks

I mark my skin,
Once for being a fuck up
Two for having dreams
Three for looking...

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You Could Have Been There

You Could Have Been There

It's now more than two winters ago
Since she has passed
Storms of emotions
Hail and...

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THE LOBBY

THE LOBBY

Ornaments hang on the Christmas Tree in the Hospital Lobby...

A Picture, a Story, and a Wish is on...

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Unworthy

Unworthy

She tells me I’m not worthy
that people just use me because I’m kind.
She tells me I’m not...