sorry for the pink painkillers
the colloquial molecules
paranoid at the park pavilion

in agony
the hospital wing
walking on the asphalt waves
the hospital's got a broken wing

Dylan in the Hibbing
Chapel of the Wind
softly playing his guitar
for nobody but Jesus

And Jesus stoops to fix the hospital's broken wing
there, goodasnew, Hibbing General!

inspired by ghostsandrobots on livejournal