from “NOTHING TO SEE

NOTHING TO SEE

willowy orthopedist tends to (me)

Anterior view of shoulder comparing normal rotator cuff tendons to torn rotator cuffblack and white negatives (screen)
racked and raised above
 my caregiver draws
my orthopedist’s attention
A flash of interest, then goes pro
nothing to see there’s
nothing to see her gaze
swivels to my power
wheelchair, as I chronicle my chronicity 
including  depression hears my explanation
differently now figures I come from money
 exploiting my caregiver or the system

she sees a fat man or whatever raised up
seeking attention for his shoulder pain 
flash of interest, within seconds sees nothing
nothing to see on the negatives

 

A WHOLE LOT OF NOTHING

else or otherwise to see, huh you you don’t
seem to have a fracture. I rattle
or would if there was something to see
so quickly round the rotator cuff with
shoulder raising and moving exercises
sounds like the noises of cracking knuckles
or nutcrackers of the season. There’s nothing
I can see not sure even why there was a referral to me.
They should have said nothing to see, here’s a sling
to keep it in. Now get out she says professionally

make room for injured travellers still leftovers
from a bus rolling into a ravine, a business decision
for the company, nothing should have been
out but yes I understand a longing to be
somewhere else happy and safe
not traveling with a busload of traveling strangers
looking to get out of the storm finding
nothing to see visibility zero even for God
I don’t believe in God ever, even
now for those on the bus
tumbling into the abyss,
screaming.

EPILOQUE

The  dead are as dead as God, no more breath to take, no more sights to see
or soundsto hear the “Erlkönig”  never takes a holiday
those remaining, surviving will carry stories with fear and pain
most with nothing at all (there is) to see in their brain

 

 

 

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