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The Inhospitable World

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‘We’ll just circle the block again waiting, 

For the first available parking-spot, 

For your doctors’ appointment, what are you 

Going to tell him?’ she suddenly asked. 

 

Someone honked at her, and she scowled, 

Then I jumped-out at the proper time. 

At the door, loitered gangs of drug-addicts, 

Eager to see if I was wearing a red shirt. 

 

Inside, mental patient’s scrubbed plant-leaves, 

Security scrutinized monitors, 

And Secretaries X, Y and Z sat behind a wall, 

Suitably masked behind a glass-screen. 

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