In A Flash (August 2015)

I saw the lights flashing behind my eyes

Sharp pain flowing through eyes and ears into my brain

And then darkness fell into hours and into days

The darkness of a disease that hunts me, hounds me, dogs me

To wake up days later in a strange room in backwards clothes

Not sure who I was nor able to speak

Juice in boxes with tiny straws on white plastic trays

Nurses with flower patterns on their scrubs like wallpaper

Part of my tongue missing, purple lips, bruised face

More tubes than my tenth grade chemistry class

Beautiful frightened eyes in the room smiling now over at me

She could have married a real man, a whole man, a functioning man

I’m ashamed to look at her looking at me so lovingly

Body aching like every muscle had been tasered

And I deserve it

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.