There, a small twinge in my armpit,
I’m sure it’s nothing bad,
It’s happened for the last three days
I try not to think of that.
I try not to think about
The lump they found (benign),
I’m sure it hasn’t grown since then
Not a symptom or a sign.
I try not to think about
When my heartbeat escalates,
My arm, sometimes it fuzzes out
Like it’s been erased.
I try not to think about it,
And it’ll go away,
No one can afford to ride inside
This wee-yoo van anyway—
Why’d you call it anyway? —
Ah, everything, it spun again!
I will, I’ll lay back down,
It’s like a spinny coaster ride
With that ringing, ringing sound,
I try not to think about it,
The fact that I’m afraid
To even walk inside a hospital—
No, I haven’t met my deductible! —
Or the fact that I’m susceptible
To thinking it’s acceptable
That my healthcare is not something
I can afford to fund or save,
It’s not a symptom of a problem,
That’s wrong inside our nation,
I’m sure we don’t have
A cyst inside our system
Growing stronger every day,
Try not to think about it,
Try not to think—
Try not—
Oh God—
I can’t—speak—
@fedecook