Needless

They’ve pricked his veins so many times
No longer any blood comes out.
New nurses come and scold the old,
And take things into their own gloves,
To fail at what they scolded for.
The old ones roll their eyes at them.
The new ones frown apologies.
We simply stare, and stare, and stare.
And afterwards, we glare and glare
At their retreating netted buns,
As we replace the cooling pack
That helps to keep the swelling down.

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