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hot water & cold slugs by Rob Plath the
plumber fixed the hot water so the shower
stall is no longer a torture chamber but
the psychologist has the flu & canceled so
no therapy today i got hot water but cold lead in
my guts as i sauté garlic for broccoli
rabe one fleck falls on the burner blackens
& smokes i still can smell my flesh being
cauterized after the two biopsies in one
day last month the doctor laughing when
i asked do you ever biopsy the soul? afterwards
on the way home as pieces of
me in vials are sent to a lab i
remember at 14 years old being shot when
we played manhunt w/ pellet guns my shoulder
bleeding & timmy saying i’ll
heat my pocket knife & seal that up & i
laughed w/ my oozing welt running
deeper into the thick pines uncertain
of fragments under my flesh & 41 years
later i’m much deeper into the
woods now shadows waist high as i sauté
garlic alone w/ a core full of
cold slugs waving smoke away in this
tiny winter room
rob
plath misses his cat Daisy. he hangs out w/ her ghost on his shoulder as he writes poems
& paints & takes photographs . see more of his work at www.robplath.com
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