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I wanted you so much to be something different.


And you may find yourself in a beautiful house,

with a beautiful wife and you may ask yourself

„Well...how did I get here?“ (Talking Heads)

Epitaph
When she reached him, he bared his breast and said to the lady:

„Come take and drink!“....


We are all sitting here under the tent.

The wives and children and brothers and sisters and sisters and brothers
in law, the mothers and fathers, the aunts and uncles, the grandparents.

The food is being ordered in abundance.

Apricots and pomegranates are in my mind.
He walks up in his lab coat.

With his slightly baggy pants and loafers.

He opens up his lab coat and tosses it in the stroller.

He takes off his tie with medical symbols on.

He wears the tie to examine his female patients.

In the glare of the light they look like an indefinite repetition of ovaries.
He opens up the upper buttons of his blue shirt,

giving the top part of his chest free.

He sits down in front of her. „I wished I could look more at my patient’s faces.“ He is unfolding himself like a poster. He is a good uncle.
His handshake is clear and his fingernails are manicured.
He looks at her, taking his glasses of,

his hand briefly gliding along her inner thigh, “this is my hand”.
There is a slight break.
She sits on the edge of the hospital bed. Bleeding.

Her happiness to be alive covers the devastation over the termination of the heart defect child.
He gives her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

She thought there is a smell of perfume and cigarettes.
She sits there in this gauzy gown. With blue colored freezing arms and fingers.
He says he can’t do anything about it.
Other people think that he has a lot of money, he tells her,

with his older model BMW and his children in upper class private schools.

They drink alcohol, take liquid pot and come with an Uber.
His car is clean, so is his twitter page,

clean as his lab coat, clean as his record.
“That’s what makes you so special, my dear” he says in an intimate voice. “Don’t deny your Valentine’s candy”.

He inserts the knife and turns it.
 

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