Doctor

Last week I went

to visit my doctor,

to do a routine checkup;

he had fixed me before well.

I feel acidity,

a large quantity of it,

what can be the cause

I ask to him;

a large amount of spirits,

replies his face dim.

How a human body

could be such clean,

one which contained

10 bottles of gin.

I told him 10 bottles,

truth here was none,

I was ashamed to tell him of

the other fifty one.

“How could you deal with it?

How wasn’t the being furled?”

“Doctor, the liver of a broken man,

can digest anything in the world.”