infirmary
sterile sheets
gossamer gowns
latex gloves in cobalt
a faint smell of antiseptic
seeps through curtained walls
they told me not to be afraid
this is not my world
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Great imagery.
Thank you!
your poem puts me in its world. love “cobalt.” appreciate your poems this month
Thank you!