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Premium Member Waiting to be Awake

I overheard the Chief surgeon instructing 
The Doctors as I was being wheeled to the
Surgical theatre for a surgical procedure

Paralysed by administered anesthesia
I couldn't stand up to the Chief surgeon
I watched the procedure like a spectator
from beginning to the end.

I was angry with the procedure for stitching up
  that was recommended by the Chief surgeon; 
knowing that it will leave me with a permanent 
  scare,
Because i held a health insurance policy

I was only waiting to be awake to make 
  my displeasure known.

     (Written on the 27th of April, 2026.)

Premium Member Neutered

"Taking away my cell phone would be as painful as being neutered."
                                                               ~  by poet


Twenty years ago, no one would have predicted
that to cell phones, the world would become addicted.
We text instead of calling, though we have the choice.
I barely remember the sound of my child's voice!

Often, I forget where I've left my darn phone.
Without a text notification, I feel very much alone.
It's part of my anatomy that I should have neutered,
a simple surgical procedure that should be tutored.

Remove it from my hand with a scapel or a knife.
Can I survive without it? It's instrumental to my life!
Cutting it off would be an act of painful castration.
Maybe a lobotomy instead of neutering amputation?

I won't promise that if it's done, it would be a cure.
If it's no longer attached to me, how will I endure
not being able to keep in touch with my best friend,
and how long does it take for neutered scars to mend?

Not All Stones Are Diamonds

Sunday morning up with the lark,
I went jogging in the park.
Suddenly I felt pain in my sides,
soon I started taking long strides.

I went to the doctor immediately,
I needed help desperately.
The doctor smiled and wrote me some tests.
Clinic visits I always detest.

The doctor told me I had crystals,
no not diamonds the oxalic one.
The doctor said wrly "don't worry my son."
"I can turn them into small pieces by surgical procedure",
the doctor said proudly giving my brain untimely seizures.

How was he going to break them small?
how were they going to pass?
Never could I imagine that such tiny stones could also harass. 

Not all stones are diamonds,
some are kidney stones,
The pain these  tiny crystals  inflict can make you simply atone.

Passing these tiny stones was no easy task,
no better punishment for all my sins I could ever ask.
Finally the stones departed,
passing them was not for the softhearted.

Don't underestimate these tiny stones,
they can make grown ups moan.
Eat healthy ,stay fresh and take care of your each bone
and
please beware of the kidney stones.


Contest: Stones Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco


Premium Member Cold-Blooded Business

You cut my heart out

  A surgical procedure

      ~ Never recovered

Second Chances

She was a shooting star falling across the sky so bright the only one who couldn’t see her potential was herself

So her star fell and eventually died because there was no faith to give her wings the air to fly

Pessimistic thoughts choking on optimism and throwing it away

Thinking who would ever invent such a lie as love 

As she gave herself up to his arms hearts perfectly fitting between bodies, and at that moment she knew it was too good to be true

The relationship was a match lit two seconds ago so she knew goodbye was coming soon

He then let go of their embrace at the same time leaving her heart behind

But all he left was the body of her heart; he took the soul which encompassed her love

So she found herself in the doctor’s office to get her chest opened and love tattooed on her heart

A surgical procedure for the pain, pain from the love stains

Nonetheless, the ink that now made up her soul allowed her to give love a second chance 

p.s. a heart is just an annoying beat without loves seed…

Surgical Procedure

Surgical Procedure



      Medical migraine exhaled pain
          Life lived in all the wrong lanes

              Doctored Degree the hidden fee
                  Everything is just not meant to see

                      Orderly dress, white smockless
                          Push this button in case of stress
  
                              Nursed health of dwindled wealth
                                  Not even the planes that stealth

                                      The clinical freeze, who's next please
                                          Our medical industries greed disease





                                                        bmdavey@05/09/16


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