Sunday, September 24, 2006

By Poxy



It skulks at the side
of the main hospital,
a bastard offspring,
necessary
yet hardly accepted.

They arrive,
glad of the cover
of evergreens,
even the hardy,
bolstered and big with bravado,
who deflate to a number
on cheap plastic seats.

Some may call it
the ‘clap clinic’ or ‘pox shop’,
others change names to
salve massive hurts-
V.D to Genitourinary Medicine,
wife to slut,
boyfriend………twat,
It never works.

Christopher Major

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