Bitter.
Tangy.
Chest poking,
distress...
anxiety.
An orange peeled.
A tomato congealed.
Acid rising,
distress...
anxiety.
laughter.
disaster.
911 on the line,
distress...
anxiety.
Please stay on
until we arrive.
strobing lights.
harrowing ride.
11 hours of machines
distress...
anxiety.
1 year to a MRI.
1 year to live or die?
A Canadian health care story
distress...
anxiety.
Take some of these pills,
and call us in 5 years,
distress...
anxiety.
Quacks.
Waddles.
Going south.
http://www.robross.ca
Nov 17, 2009
Nov 17, 2009 at 10:33 AM UTC
Bitter.
Tangy.
Chest poking,
distress...
anxiety.
An orange peeled.
A tomato congealed.
Acid rising,
distress...
anxiety.
laughter.
disaster.
911 on the line,
distress...
anxiety.
Please stay on
until we arrive.
strobing lights.
harrowing ride.
11 hours of machines
distress...
anxiety.
1 year to a MRI.
1 year to live or die?
A Canadian health care story
distress...
anxiety.
Take some of these pills,
and call us in 5 years,
distress...
anxiety.
Quacks.
Waddles.
Going south.
http://www.robross.ca
(c) Robert W.G. Ross 2010
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