small town hospital

Small Town Hospital

Friends
smuggled in
cigarettes &
@ five a.m.
he unhooked
the I.V.
& in
his ridiculous
flower-print
robe slipped
out an
exit door
& blew
smoke rings
at the
rising sun.

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