wb :

Stethoscopes come and

Stethoscopes go

But you were special 

Somehow

Plum coloured stem

Rainbow diaphragm

I misplaced you 

A few hours into this deep indigo night

Lost

In this forest plot

I believe there was a sunset

That I missed a few hours ago

Tied up deciphering muffled murmurs

With a yellow plastic stethoscope 

Like a boomerang

Out of the blue you found your way back

Like a Chinese New Year

Angbao 

They say

It’s not about the stethoscope, it’s about

What’s between the years

But I

Beg to differ

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an old one. but one of my faves. haha