Endoscope Poems - Poems about Endoscope

...I stand neck-high tall within the quicksand of my infirmities. Green and gaunt, I hesitantly genuflect. Ravaged tendons and corpuscles are barely breathing within the vacant corridors of a ......

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...The neighbors walk in front of the door The wife disappears when she comes home Children become reticent Work piles up on the bed Night becomes a nightly thing Spirits drift out and in Sound ......

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