POETRY

Artaud is my homeboy

About health and overcoming.

Agence de presse Meurisse / Public domain

There is no sick man that hasn’t grown.

Some people are meant
To spend their entelechy
In keeping themselves alive:

Talmudic gaze blessed by
Latanoprost Ophthalmic,
Dorzolamide Ophthalmic —

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