I did
as I was told.
I went
to the ER.
I saw
doctors, nurses, NPs.
I filled out
all the forms
as I was told.
I waited
on insurance.
Now I’m watching
my leg rot off.
I did
as I was told.
I went
to the ER.
I saw
doctors, nurses, NPs.
I filled out
all the forms
as I was told.
I waited
on insurance.
Now I’m watching
my leg rot off.
What should I do when/
there’s no more to do and no/
way to do something?
If you have to say,/
In a self-right way, you’re “woke”,/
Then you’re still dreaming.
If you tell me that /
following my feelings ain’t/
needed, I may stop.
Sunny skies, flowers,/
fields: Green and Gold’s our colors./
It sure isn’t blue.
It’s easy to see/
that which can kill you: Harder/
to leave it alone.
When you feel too fat,/
gripe at God. He’ll snap tendons/
and let you just sit.
I may have a great/
charity. When I force it/
on you, it’s evil.
So much to see.
So much to do.
So much to live.
So much to…
So what should I?