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65 Angels of mercy Everyone waiting reading the coverless magazines reading brochures on Alzheimer’s & bone-loss two kinds of forgetting I call my father don’t tell him where I am he says they think his heart now maybe his kidneys now maybe doctors what do they know stay away from doctors son yes dad The woman across from me yawns pushes her hands up her face pulls the skin back her hands are wings she’s thirty years younger for a second a moment of plastic surgery when her face sags home it’s a scrotum The man beside me is held together by liver spots he coughs I hold my breath Two doctors come out sit in our laps kiss our mouths lick our teeth our eyes stroke our heads purr two doctors in white coats of feathers wearing piles of snow two doctors speaking Spanish and Hebrew and rap speaking tongues two doctors with six knees apiece with accordions in their voice boxes two doctors burning glowing two doctors made of lava tell us we will die but not today we will die but not forever and then and o they give us suckers I’d like orange please life is sweet ...

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