First they took the tonsils.

Then the appendix & that extra

tooth. Then they straightened

my eyes & blinded me with light.

Next an ovary, then the other  

& the uterus & the cervix. Finally

the gallbladder. Then they rebuilt

the knee. No knives have been

at me for years, but if they could

take this fatigue, I’d let them. My

heart has been taken & taken

apart many times. Stitched back

together by inexpert hands.

Sometimes the threads unravel.

    ~ sharon brogan october 02016

(Trying another poem-a-day. Didn't make it last time, but maybe . . . )

poem #poem-a-day #PAD