Mystery Pome--not by Walt Kelly:

I jotted this down, mostly unedited. Poem, or not, is not mine to define! I may not even judge myself.

My Place

for surgery
my bed
your body
but already Mine.

"How many beds/battalions do you have?"

your illness
My Body
but already yours
at Bethlehem and Beyond

My salud
your fritz
salvacion a traves de nadie mas

My instruments
your bed
"Whoops" I mean mesa

Your blood
My Blood
conmingled
and running down
over and over and over

Salud!!!