The Contortionist...

Diabetes a pit bull
embraces his throat.
His body falls victim to
heart attacks, and strokes.

Frustration a cornerstone.
Rehabilitation a inquisition.
This unwilling contortionist
whose limbs revolt & twist.

A castaway of each moment.
In a fog of abstract realities.
Life becomes a mist of despair.
Faces of love ones fade
into distant dreams.

Life support lingers....
Tubes, ventilation, reluctant
surgeries, and medical procedures.

Then silence.......
Eternity speaks.....
The contortionist is set free.
His memories, and love
are a postcard upon his soul.
For a journey, still to come......


Poem:
MHS©Copyright 2011

I dropped this poem into the main forum also for viewing.....