I remember
anticipating the light
anesthesia would be my ticket
a countdown to my dreams
looking forward to peeking
into my future
beyond this mechanical state of mind.
I remember
speculating, imagining,
actually a hopeful rendezvous
with the next journey,
what laid ahead,
how would I react,
a desire to return,
or travel forward.
I realized
no dreams or fascination,
nothing to report
only a sudden
five hour nap,
that surgery,
that time to step outside
of our living lives,
that moment of clarity
all I did was wake up
surgery was successful,
Mr. statistic.
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