Wednesday, June 18, 2008
18 junio 2008: What Dying is Like
The doctor was matter of fact.
Cancer, he said. Adding quickly,
Worst case scenario, of course.
I didn't flinch. Didn't feel anything.
Relief, maybe.
There would be no
Money for treatment
And no insurance
So
I was hoping
Not to get sick
Until I hit 65
When the government decides
It is OK
That was not to be
Suddenly, things are easier
i don't have that article to write
i don't have to go to the meeting
i can stay in the hammock
no way i'm sharing this during church
the kids are coming this weekend
what to tell them
nothing, i guess
the flowers she keeps telling me to
pay attention to
look good today
better than i noticed before
should i really take all these vitamin pills
should i really drink so much water
all i know is
this better be terminal
i'm not lounging around
accruing hospital bills
i outlived tim russert
no matter when it happens
memento mori interrobang
hard to forget
at the moment
as long as they don't send me bills
don't let them send any bills
this is mine
already
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