The Doctor

I rely on my shoulders
to protect my heart
when he reaches for me
I hunch over
I have enough scars

the doctor says
it’s scoliosis
i say no,
im just on guard

the doctor says
i have asthma
from the smog
i say
im hyperventilating
because i hate
when you come near me
you always say
such horrible things

he says
try not to take it
now, how are you managing
your PTSD?

I think,
Not very well, clearly.
right now, i need you to stop
examining me
but i dont say anything

the doctor gives me
pills to eat
(but im not hungry)

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