12.25.2014

I expand

Dumbfounded found myself numb
Amongst the sanitized odor, electronic beep's and tired breaths,
My second emergency visit this year, for a girl in pain

I tell jokes to keep you light
Inside I know you're scared
You're putting on a brave face

Is this what love does
Makes you blend your words
Between the IV's, the exams  and the waiting game
Makes you pull them back like laundry on a string, backward gibberish left hung to dry
But you have allergens but you might not care
For love

Is it like anticipating a bee sting
But still entering the field of sunflowers
An imagists' dream
Pound for pound
What would Ezra say to me?