Tuesday, November 8, 2011

God the Surgeon

heats the blade

gives a quick shot of liver-ruining whiskey

and immediately starts to slice

the sinful abcess cutting deep

then squeezing the pus out

into huge oozing globs

getting every last drop out

before swabbing the wound

and packing it in gauze

as thick as a boot

then as I lay passed out

He turns and saunders off


proud of Himself


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