Brief Hospital Stay
i hate people in sterile places
its unnerving
to see them leached of colour,
needles in their skin
like punctured paper
And prodded by white coats , trying to find an answer
Can’t they see the problem?
fake flowers do nothing to lessen the paint of pale walls
sinking into her eyes
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