Coma. Comma.
Then what?
I don't know
which is worse.
Coma.
No pain.
No joy.
No suffering.
No ecstasy.
No worries.
No chocolate.
Comma.
, but then he had a miraculous recovery!
, but then he had a successful recovery!
, but then he recovered.
, but then he woke up . . .
comma. ellipse.
Coma. Comma.
Then what?
I don't know
which is worse.
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2 comments:
nice poem miss.
Glad to hear he's doing okay!
thx! i don't usually dabble in poetry - mostly b/c i suck at it - but this was rattling through my head this whole weekend when things were touch and go and i figured, why not... :)
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