Short Amputations Poems

Physician’s convictions to poison their patients,
Procedures with Ether, cold X-Ray stations 
A thousand scans in milligrams, 
Lobotomies and Amputations…
 
Surgeries to transform me, 
Imperfections to augment 
Blood Transfusions, concussions, contusions- 
For just a small improvement!...

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I don’t want to sit 
on a patch of fear,
tangled in occupation
while fighting with the locks.

The theater of tumblers.
I am here, not there
making dents in air
on alarmed street.

Time was out and time was in
against the jolted clocks.
I have stopped to get
an imprint of amputations.

You will not get ruby
you will not get gold.
Dust will go in dust
after the fall of royal debris.



Satish Verma...

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(This is a fictional poem)

PBS has some quality shows and they no longer allow people to watch without 
paying.
They beat the hell out of me and now the hospital is where I'm staying.
I got beat up so bad that I had to have some amputations.
From now on I'm going to make damn sure that I give them donations.
I'm going to tell you something that you must do.
Give PBS money or they'll kick your ___ too....

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Swollen knees bring
fears of blocked tubes -- 
harbingers of destruction,
cold limbs, looming amputations.

Swollen knees bring
alternate explanations for pain –
cysts maybe? fears subside.
maybe just an infection…

Swollen knees bring
reminders of aging frames.
age-related deterioration,
speaks of a well-ripened life.

Swollen knees bring
streams of gratitude for
the many things knees can do.
joints of thanksgiving breaking through…...

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