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he thinks his insides got disease / though i’m sure the outside don’t agree / and he eats the herbs that look like pills / why, earth? I am ill / and sometimes i think i feel the tumors growing inside of me / and i wonder what kind of cancer i will grow up to be / is it just his ears and tonsils, or is it HIV? / is it just my nerves and cycle, or is it pregnancy? / is it all anyway, is it all anyway? / after all, after all, after all, after all... / i’ll act as you like, as your nurse or as your wife / and two months is too unkind / a brutal favor in the doctor’s mind / come back to my arms / come back to my heart.
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