Annual

“Live, said the liver.
Hear, said the heart.”

 

Open wide, place your feet
in the stirrups

Say aaahh and nothing more
as your pockets are swabbed

for bits of loose change
Make a fist to prime the vein

Blow a little air through closed
lids and watch the needle skitter

Afterwards fold the robe into a paper
shade to hang above the table

 

In response to Via Negativa: Self-destruction.

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