2.17.2009

M is for Mystery

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.

2 comments:

wayfarer said...

nice poem miss.

Glad to hear he's doing okay!

baji said...

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... :)