The Shot
Right after school, it was already dark.
He asked,
“Will it hurt?
How many do I need?”
And, “Will it leave a mark?”
In the waiting room we played and we joked.
He asked,
“Does it feel like this?”
With a pinch.
“Or this,” with a poke.
While the nurse led us through the hall.
He shouted,
“Don’t hurt me!”
And he flopped down in a sprawl.
There was no where to hide so I covered my eyes.
I asked,
“Dad, would you please get up?”
and added,
“After, you’ll get a prize!”
THE END
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