Is This a Heart Attack
A large anaconda has me around the waist.
Squeezing my back so hard, I scream for release.
My husband does not wake because I scream silently.
I am socialized and it is three twelve a.m.
I am gasping now, is this a heart attack?
I try to swing my legs out, forgetting my age.
You are old! I chastise myself. I am deep breathing.
I cannot take one single step, the pain is excruciating.
I lean my head onto the mattress. Can I walk? No.
I try different positions. Going lower seems to help.
I lower myself to the carpet and crawl to the bathroom.
I wonder if I will get there.
Is this a heart attack?
I have no idea, but it is not taking me quickly enough if it is.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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