New Snow And Disease

(for Phil Hey)

It’s freezing here & there’s
new snow. I can’t write a word
and the doctors want a second look,
another look inside, and yet
another. I’m X-rayed to death
and there’s new snow and I can’t
write a word. I’m thinking of you,
Doctor Guru, out in sweet Siouxland,
your deskful of papers to be read,
stacked and white.

There’s new snow here this morning
and I’m spending my time these days
in labs and waiting rooms
waiting to hear something
I’m not wanting to hear.
I’m having my coffee on the porch;
I’m looking out at a full foot of new snow
and I’ve nothing more to say.

One test leads to another, no?
Nothing speaks to me now.

2 thoughts on “New Snow And Disease

  1. nothing to say, nothing to do
    but wait for you
    to surface, to tell us all
    it’s really okay
    there’s nothing scarier
    than being called back for a second look
    another test
    or a bit of exploratory rooting around
    nothing to say nothing to do
    but wish you a long distance hug

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