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the healthy have hope

by Ava Blu


when I was waiting for the x-ray results, I thought for sure he’d tell me one of my lungs was collapsing
surely the inside is being consumed by the outside

nothing more than a little bronchitis,
a little possible pneumonia
and a little trouble breathing

there was a distinct tone in his voice,
the tone implying an unpleasant thought;
perhaps he realized I wouldn’t come back in a week
even if I could be dying

and maybe he thought those prescriptions
would be of better use to someone
with reasons to live

consistency in choice of words
allowed him the ability to keep control

I just wanted to scream
SCCCCCRRRRRRRREEEEEEAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
towards his implications,
his assumptions,
his honesty

but I took the samples
and prescriptions
and the tone
because he was right

I got in the car
thinking I’d be ok driving to work
even though I still couldn’t breathe

but something was seriously collapsing
it just wasn’t the right thing.

01/10/2009

Posted on 01/10/2009
Copyright © 2026 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nanette Bellman on 01/10/09 at 05:59 PM

i know this feeling all too well. very well written.

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/10/09 at 06:00 PM

I'm pretty damn floored right now. I've said this before, but this is honestly one of the most fascinating, brutal, powerhouse things you've ever written.

Posted by Melissa Panther on 01/10/09 at 06:15 PM

Wow, this cuts to the core...I'm hooked.

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