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Tragedy by Hypocondria

I see the commercials

for osteoarthritis.

And mentally curse this age of awareness

Where we, the audience

are forced to see our frail mortality . . .

 

One in three! ONE IN THREE!

Mocks the voice on T.V.

And suddenly my chest fills

with invisible cancers

cholesterol, and tumors

While diabetes races through my veines.

 

I stagger from the room.

Joints now rusted with a touch of arthritis.

My breath wheezes from the asthma

I never had until this moment.

My arteries harden like boa constrictors.

And I fall to the floor - breaking a hip as I go down.

My memory fades under Alzheimer's wrath.

While glaucoma darkens my vision.

And ravaging Obesity, consumes my soul.

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a-odea
Published
Apr 2, 2013
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I'm not really sure what I was thinking when I wrote this . . .

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