Under the knife for a tumour
a globe under his skull
in surgery's blood
eventually awake from gray anaesthetic
entering the floors of healing
in the anonymity of white hospital sheets
among heart attacks and appendicitis
bone marrows, tubes tied,
eyes straightened and bones set
"several years of reading got rubbed out"
the messenger with his hands to his head
without a point of reference.
reviewing his brain for messages to return
then reading and rereading what he has already read
trying to make up for lost messages
connecting the dots of the electrons of his brain
so that he may return to the village
and tell us where he has been.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC
Under the knife for a tumour
a globe under his skull
in surgery's blood
eventually awake from gray anaesthetic
entering the floors of healing
in the anonymity of white hospital sheets
among heart attacks and appendicitis
bone marrows, tubes tied,
eyes straightened and bones set
"several years of reading got rubbed out"
the messenger with his hands to his head
without a point of reference.
reviewing his brain for messages to return
then reading and rereading what he has already read
trying to make up for lost messages
connecting the dots of the electrons of his brain
so that he may return to the village
and tell us where he has been.
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