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dr. ramnarind
hank

there is nothing to help me in my pocket
 1
and there seems to be nothing in my past
 2
although an east indian doctor in trinidad
 3
to me deduced my fear
 4
he put electrodes on my fingers
 5
reminded me not to cross my legs
 6
and promised to identify when
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he analyzed my thirties
 8
he probed my twenties
 9
with his diodes
 10
diagnoses through frequency
 11
he looked into my teens and beyond
 12
and saw nothing and acted surprised
 13
my fear was so much deeper
 14
my fear was so much older
 15
than me and he was shocked
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he could not prove his diagnosis
 17
though he knew it to be true
 18
i could have told him
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there is nothing to help me in my pocket
 20

9 Nov 06

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very nice poem.
 — unknown

i did have to pay him some pennies though.
 — hank

so, there was something to help him, in your pocket.

though, the name might have been ramnarain. ramnarain is a combination of two names, ram and narain, both gods in indian myth.
east indians in trinidad have changed their names, in strange ways, i noticed.

peace.
 — varun

also, i have an idea. can you please get in touch with me over email?

thanks.
v.
 — unknown

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