Dr.Rosin

shoves my belly
gently
a stethoscope
harmlessly
a invisible golf club
in his hands

Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel

baked fish
carrots and peas
apple juice
boiled chicken
feeds me up
regularly

Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel

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poem by Istrat Gato
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