The Great Physician

I see you in the patients’ wounds and in their mending

Your gentle hand on the forehead of the feverish

In the baby lamb and the vultures

Poured out with the methadone to fill the thirsty veins.

I’m late to the party, and underdressed

Reek of gasoline and cheap tobacco

But I see you,

And I see you saved a seat for me anyway.

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