A Doctor's Note
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"You traveled across the world to see a man who doesn't even know your first name?"
"I guess I did. And I would do it again for Victor Frankenstein."
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Validation comes from those we worship
Into the abyss of human remains
Carry pride with doubt and love
Take away the pain of living to become dead
Out with wretched humanity
Reap the poetic mind of a stranger
Friendliness will not find comfort here
Rest the eyes of playing God with the poison
Arrange the scalpel over the heart of the lover
Need him like he needs a needle and a body to touch
Keep hands cold and lifeless, foolish girl
Everything was too perfect to be tangible
Now the tears mark each other's cheeks
See the grotesque monstrosity on the slab
Tuck away all sensibility for your poet
Eat the flesh of an adventure so wrong
I sense you're sick, my dearest love
Need a Note to see the Doctor?
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Dolores Talbot, a doctor working in Chicago, travels to London to meet her pen pal, Doctor Victor Frankenstein. London is nothing like she's ever experienced before, the darkness crawling all over her skin in the most wonderful way. But when truths are revealed about the world around her and the doctor she fell in love with in writing, her perspective on the life she thought she knew so well is turned upside down. What will become of her poetic doctor? Of herself?
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