This is a writers haven, or nest if you will

Monday, September 24, 2007

MRI

Childish I know but, hell, why not?

I was sent into a darkened tube today
To lay and wait for an x-ray
40 minutes came and went
before I knew my time was spent
With test results are tests to come
With surgery they'll all be gone

3 comments:

Poet In The Jar said...

Oh Raves, you linked me! Awesome! Guess that means I'm allowed to link you back. :) This poem really connects to me, I've been there too, and I think you caught the element of that feeling in the best of ways. Why you saying it's childish? I don't find it to be. I like all your poems and the short story on this site, you're a talented writer as I've said before :p Seems that I've infected the forum poets with Blogger haha :) have the best of days now raves, see ya around! =) huggies

Ryan said...

Thanks Becca, I'll link your artist site too.

Poet In The Jar said...

Wonderful!