Short Cysts Poems

My polyop of despair has bitten me.
I am trapped in a hemmoragging abyss of cysts
My reaper has bled me 
He has come for me
There is not way out...

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The clouds roll above black as tar
I try to run but it's too far
Stuck in this dreary place
Is there not a friendly face
Madness screams from here to there
The soul lonely and bare
Emptiness is now all that exists
Growing like enormous cysts
Soon there will be no more
Nothing but an empty core....

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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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What makes me happy?  There are many long lists:
I don’t want IV tubes attached to my wrists.
I also don’t need any malignant cysts.
If drugs can keep my hypertension at bay,
I hopefully can live to see another day.
When the ambulance comes to take me away,
I hope there won’t be any traffic tie-ups that day.
I receive far less than I ever give.
Despite my problems, I want to continue to live.
What makes me happiest of all you say?
When I wake up each morning to face another day....

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