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Sep 2023
After the ritual you were better
but the medicine
made you burn again
Are you still feeling nauseous?

If only you had listened to me
He can't help it either
he needs those ice pops
against the ulcers in his mouth

Don't forget to buy batteries
and tomorrow you have to do it
like me, especially the bathroom
and don't put anything exactly in its place

then it will be clear
that you have cleaned
Oh this misery
all the noise

wet bedding
high deposit
and your family
isn't helping
Poem "bediendepraatjies" ("servant talk", 2014, Antjie Krog, collection "Mede-wete" ["Synapse"])

Collection "On living on [2]"
Zywa
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