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Your heart’s just fine
From an etherized twilight
I hear myself disagree, I don’t think so
He snorts
Look at the screen to your left
and I’m face-to-heart
with my lifelong premonition
of an imminent end–
a cumulonimbus locomotive barrels silently
in place
as my dye-darkened arteries hang on for dear life
Copyright 2017 Leslie McGrath. First published in the Australian Medical Journal. Republished by permission of the author.
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I enjoy thinking about how the Australian doctors might have reacted to your use of the word “snorts.”
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first taken in by capital L Lovely photograph, then words that speak to me (I’ve medical heart examinations very soon) Thanx for this. g.r.
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So beautifully expresses the instinctual desire for health and longevity,and the terror of their opposites
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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