felt | Merlin Flower

the untidy room
the paintings gathering dust
unfinished manuscripts kindled the conscience
the spiders played football and trampoline
unwearable clothes slipped to the corners
the fetid bathroom slipped to everyone
some lizard eggs adorned my medicines
hmmm
the music came in sterilized.
stopgap
both patients courtesy of their kidneys
sat in a similiar posture
the man with head in hands,
dad with hand on his head

near them a woman asked,
“When was your operation?”
last April.
mine, July. Now my creatinine levels are .8.
mine never reached to a point, always above 3.
checked for virus in blood?
no. how much does it cost?
Four thousand.
i laughed.

dad sat with hands in his head
opposite, the man with head in his hand.

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