It seems that, much to my elation,
they’ve scheduled me for an ablation,
the actual ramification
being no more need for medication.
The actual source of frustration
has been atrial fibrillation;
regularity takes a vacation
and causes a thumping sensation.
Electrical cauterization
shuts down the heart’s over-stimulation
via pathway elimination
of excess cardiac innervation.
‘Twould be nice to see a cessation;
there are certainly good indications -
the hard work and culmination
of research in my generation.
In the process of ideation,
the heart boasts personification,
depicted in fine illustrations
of longing and imagination.
And so, Lord, grant my supplication
and eliminate all consternation,
such that I might thy glorification
continue with much adoration
and improved syllabification.
on the way home,
i change the new map
to the longest scenic route
though my Sweets is waiting for me,
i cannot find myself to punctually return
i stop at a newly built rest area because my hypertension is expressing
the mess i made will not go away like my atrial flutter
it just sits in wait like the many times before
my Sweets snaps me out of my fantasy world with a text
always the realist half, she gets on me a bit and asks if i am close to home now
i reply by telling her a multicolored lie about my bladder and a harsh deluge
she replies with an 'unhappy' emoji,
so i start the car, cut on the air, and continue my unfortunate trek back to reality
rental cars and women, tsk tsk, forever the realists
i make it back on time by the skin of my teeth
my Sweets runs to me with open arms and a smile
in my ear she whispers 'i was preparing to kill you'
i reply by whispering in her ear with a sigh of pure contentment 'i know'
Every time we meet
my heart skips a beat
It must be love
Oh no! I can't tell a lie, I can't ad-lib
It's only my atrial fib
seeds of malaise cultural materialism for permissions
atrial, nothing functioned more than citizens' terms of right
values, possible domains of rivalry
defined, a phenomenal world of functional conditions
great as moaning Rome, livid
women are secured in natural churches rife
locally, rational and relational, religiously riotous
parties are luminous, phenomena explained physicians
permanently maimed, publicly
recognised more properly decipherable reasons
for determining domestic chains
of events differently referred what cunning
tricks warring crowds respect, believing
as needed transferred, predictably changed
sliding down this miracle
engulfing myself in the pleasure of this complete disbelief
i knock on all the wood i am connected with
just last year this was not even a mere thought
now i am collecting seashells and hearing the waves crash
my heart procedure has garnered such extraordinary results
now i can walk to the beach access
now i can run at breakneck speed to the sweet, salty waters of the ocean
i hope that my atrial flutter will never come back
i wish that i could put it in an old sunkist bottle and dispose of it in an unnoticed place
with the bag of seashells in my left hand, i take a moment to let the cool ocean water consume my whole being
i forget about everything and and allow myself to become totally lost
while in this lovely state of oblivion, i suddenly realize that my bag of seashells got lost at sea
i grab the bag and begin again....refueled and refocused