The Lights Of The O-R
Dodging a bullet
the Pet Scan loomed large…
results both good and bad
"Nothing today
to panic about "
tomorrow left unclad
The moment secure
the future unsure…
prognosis under siege
The lights of the O.R.
calling his name
— with hope the last reprieve
(University Of Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
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