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About your death,
plugged or unplugged?
I beg your pardon Doctor.
I have no pardons.
I practice medicine.
Indulge me Doctor
Shouldn’t we be talking
about my living?
I have no indulgences either.
But I can filet you diagnostically.
Humor me, Doctor
Who’s to look after the whole of me?
What’s holy is beyond me
But the system will care for you.
What system do you mean, Doctor?
I made no agreement
Are you not a voyeur
Of medical ads?
The side effects
are laughable Doctor.
I am at pain to see the benefits.
Ah pain, we’ve come to the point
Of why you kiss my stethoscope.
No one wants to suffer Doctor
Do you take me for a fool?
I take you one at a time
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And absolve your fear.
Life without fear Doctor
Is hardly instructive.
For those who wish to buy
I have not need to sell.
You’ve made a devil’s bargain Doctor
Have you forgotten your oath?
To preserve life ad nauseam?
The young have a different view.
I am seen as obsolete Doctor
Because my space suit has tatters?
If you have the money
It really doesn’t matter.
If I become a burden Doctor
There is always the patch.
Since we understand one another
Perhaps you’d like to sign this form.
I find no assurance
in insurance, Doctor
I prefer the disquiet of my questions.
Then you are beyond the deductible
If you go down that road.
What’s around the corner, Doctor
Is what makes me take the walk.
Then you’ll walk alone.
For I practice medicine.
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