When I crack my lid, and the nurse is over me <br />with her scalp, I can tell by the glint in her eye <br />she loves me.....I see the scalpel.... <br />..it's better than nothing, released, .. <br />never fought, Emily is...Plus it's well... <br />it just shudders me.. <br />The bed pan is always late like breakfast...my arm..hurts...Nurse, nurse...<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-what-if-you-can-make-me-stutter-over-you/
