metal hooks on set tracks
cross hatched beige dividers
wipe your body clean
and air dry
these socks prevent blood clots
they're white
and the room is cold
it's time to go
my ass is out and the gown in gray
purple marker masks my knee
the IV is in
blood has dripped
it'll be an hour that becomes six months
once I sit down
I am no longer mine
I am the white walls
the anesthetic
the knife
induced sleep
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