Operation
By Jhai
I am laid out on the operating table. The light illuminates a red reflection. My chest is pinned in the open position. Watch it slowly beat. Dr. Fate works deftly, he has never seen a heart this broken before. Tragically all realize that it's a hopeless case. Nurse psycho puts make-up and fake smile on my face. Wheeled to heal at the intensive care unit. Then the asylum. K 2-9-2K2-9-2K, My heart has since healed and I am very happy with my husband now but I like this poem for it's drama. K Written November 1st, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 01:21 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I am laid out..."