Olfactory: bleach stink metallurgicalontological hospital
Labs and lists of strange ologies
Elderly at life’s descent pack no suitcase for these holidays
All morning sat bored in a bleach-stinking hospital ward
Gore blurs the lessons I fail to absorb
What red provokes, lips stranger’s skin becoming kin, mystery lovers
To me recalls that forking wound that cleft the flank my brother.
Alchemisland 
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