The yogurt tastes good to you.
Dr. Williams has been dead
Since just after you were born.
Now you are old. The yogurt
Tastes good to you. Your stomach
Carved to bits by doctors hurts.
You give yourself to the spoon,
To this moment that tastes good
Before your stomach hurts more.
Your doctors don’t know Williams
Existed, much less wrote poems
About, for instance, an old
Woman solaced by ripe plums
Eaten from a paper bag.
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