The Doctor by Steven Allan Porter

I’ve been coughing all morning and I’m unable to work.
I sit on unwashed sheets in a
room with several other infirm men.
After waiting a couple hours,
a tall man in a suit walks in.
His hair black, short, and brushed back.
He spends a few minutes walking around the room,
pressing his stethoscope to patients’ bare, shrivelled
chests as healthy flies buzz around their heads.
He eventually makes his way towards me, kneels down,
smiles, a gap in his two-front teeth showing, and
he introduces himself: “Good Afternoon, I’m Dr. Mengele.”

Steven Allan Porter
Steven Allan Porter was born February 5, 1992 in Coral Springs, FL to a Jewish mother and a German father. His influences include: Charles Bukowski, William S. Burroughs, Bob Kaufman, Steven Jesse Bernstein, Hunter S. Thompson, Charles Simic, and Louis-Ferdinand Celine. He currently resides in Los Angeles, California and spends his time reading, writing, playing music, and helping his cat, Maisy, catch flies.

 

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