Testing Sounds

TESTING SOUNDS
(a shadorma)

With eyes closed,
my ears are filled with
the crinkling
sounds of a
paper gown draped around me.
My heart is pounding.

2014-10-06
P. Wanken

 

Shared at Creative Bloomings Prompt #169: A Sense Of Belonging.

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5 comments

    1. This was a poem written from the memory of a biopsy two months ago…I can say now, thankfully, that it’s “all clear.” (Thank you, my friend!)

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