Thirty Six Percent #poetry

life

I bash my head against another diagnosis

the maze of “I don’t knows”

outweighs “this way out”

I ping the depths for respiration

I drag the bottom, no air to shout

hanging off an IV bottle

add a little more of that if you please

just a little more desperation

drugs can’t keep up with my disease

MDs with their coffee and boredom

“not interesting enough” * you say

what you see stands not before you

patients more anxious today

****

creative she sings

miracles of beauty surround

no time for boredom

*

(*A remark made to me by a trauma surgeon after being airlifted  from an auto accident)

Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is “Boredom.”

I could rant about healthcare and it’s failings when twenty or thirty years ago we (health care practitioners and researchers) were making inroads.

No need to worry as all of those roads now have “do not enter” or “closed for repair” signs.