Wednesday, August 18, 2010

T.I.A

.



I’VE HAD A T.I.A.

WHICH EVERYONE KNOWS

IS LONG WORD GIBBERISH

FOR A MINI STROKE



IT HAPPENED IN THE SHOWER

WHEN THE WORLD WENT AWAY

AND I COULDN’T MOVE

I DROPPED THE SOAP

WHICH ALERTED

SHE WHO NEVER SLEEPS

TO COME LOOK



I SAID I DON’T FEEL SO WELL

WHICH BOTHERED ME

I FELT BEFORE I DIE

I SHOULD SAY SOMETHING

MEMORABLE



NOT

I DON’T FEEL SO WELL



WELL WE HAD THE PARAMEDICS

AND I RODE TO THE HOSPITAL

IN AN AMBULANCE

WITH THE SIREN SOUNDING

AND ME

TELLING JOKES TO THE ATTENDANTS



THEY PRODDED

AND PROBED

CAT SCANNED

AND X-RAYED

TESTED BLOOD AND URINE



DREW THEMSELVES UP TO IMPERIAL HEIGHTS

AND DECLARED

WE THINK

IT WAS A T.I.A.

BROUGHT ON BY ALL THE OTHER

THINGS

THAT BUG YOU



SO THEY GAVE ME A NEW MEDICINE

TO GO WITH ALL THE OTHERS I HAVE

I TAKE SO MANY

I THINK THEY’RE M&MS



BUT WHAT REALLY BOTHERED ME

WAS HOW PROSAIC

MY LAST WORDS MIGHT HAVE BEEN



SO I’LL THINK I’LL SAY THEM NOW

BEFORE IT COMES ON ME

LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT

AND I AM TOO BUSY

OR CONFUSED



FATHER

INTO YOUR HANDS

I COMMEND

MY SPIRIT



FRANK A VOLLMER

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