Boxes
The boxes line up row on row
In and out of boxes all our lives
The womb's a box
The coffin, too
Big concrete slabs pushing to the skies
Filled with boxes
Inside the box, softness lies here and there
To cushion our bodies in chairs and lounges
To hold our bodies in gentle sleep
As we coast down hill from cradle to the grave.
John Gibbon Jr.
Jefferson Medical College, Philadelphia.
Invented an early version of Heart-Lung Machine in 1930-40s.
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