Poetry

The anesthetists discuss astronomy

The anesthetists discuss astronomy
elevating in the lift
while patients arrive in taxis
accompanied or not by family.

The universe
consists of 100 billion galaxies.
If there are sentient civilizations
on just a millionth of those planets
we are far from alone.

Outside: cold rain,
December.

A sick person
sitting in the waiting room
among frayed magazines
with his threadbare life
has only one single prayer.

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