bad, bad headaches,
how do you know if it’s not the trauma packed?
he moves his head from right to left
as his stiff neck makes a gentle
click and crack.
with a grunt he says,
“you’re… mhm…. too much’
I wonder if it’s me or double vision
either way I’m sure it nauseates him.
There’s confusion, there’s pain
he doesn’t even smile-
“one half of my face is numb” ah
and that’s just when I thought there was hope,
in the pool of beautiful his dilated pupil,
‘a’ dilated pupil
It struck me like lightning
“cerebral / brain aneurysm”, I say
clutching his eyebrow in fear and pain,
his breath as shaky as the dead,
“do people survive these?”
as I shiver and mutter under my breath,
“do not rupture please.”
~shevaun stonem
Categories:
aneurysm, allusion, analogy, boyfriend, break
Form: Rhyme
I had a close encounter with the covid whore. She came a knocking at my back door. I yelled, "go away witch. I want nothing to do with you, covid b--ch!" She claimed to be a friend and relentlessly locked again and again..I put on my glasses before checking the latches which were all secure. Yet she banged even harder at my door. She beckoned me to let her in now claiming to be my next of kin. "It's bitter cold out here in this weather. Let me in and our hearts will warm together". I quickly performed my catechism and prayed that she have an aneurysm. This kept her at bay but she always wants more, and that's why they call her the covid whore.
Categories:
aneurysm, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
Your leg was infected and the infection spread.
You had an abdominal aneurysm and you're dead.
The infection spread to your stomach and you hid your illness from all of us.
You didn't want to go to a hospital because doctors were people who you didn't trust.
If we'd known how sick you were, you would've seen a doctor immediately because we would've made you go.
When we found out how sick you were, you were too ill to put up a fight, you were too ill to be able to say no.
You were taken to Fort Sanders Hospital in Knoxville but sadly, it was too late.
You suffered tremendously before you died, you experienced a sad and tragic fate.
I woke up in the hospital and found you lying motionless in your bed.
When you had a deadly aneurysm, you would have no future ahead.
When I learned that you hid your illness from us, it made me feel pretty bad.
I love you Mom, you were the best mother that a person could've had.
[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who died 7 years ago today on March 6, 2013.]
Categories:
aneurysm, anniversary, death, loss, mom,
Form: Rhyme