Latex gloves snap against his wrists–
the doctor is in.
He’s tossing pills out from his sleeves
and I don’t like the way they feel
the dinosaur he rides upon
is licking at my heel.
The nurse is smiling in the corner
from underneath a mushroom beret.
I’d like to leave, but
he’s telling me I’m sick, and thinks it’s better if I stay.
He smells of sewage, and his mustache
keeps on tickling my ear.
I think that he’s been crawling through
the pipes of every resident that’s near.
Hayden Corwin is a writer living in New Orleans. He is a recent graduate of Loyola University New Orleans with a BA in English (creative writing). Follow him on Twitter @HaydenCorwin.
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