New Medication
The doctor gave me some medication.
He said "This will make you feel much better."
It made me feel nothing.
So...better = nothing.
Pills to switch off the brain.
So...brain switched off = better.
Conform = life (death?)
Copyright © Hugo Derosa | Year Posted 2006
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