I Don’t Need Anesthesia: Photo Art & Poetry by Maggs Vibo

I don’t need anesthesia

He pushes a button and
the chair slowly                          mechanically moves  
leans back pushes me                open
w i d e                                         W I D E R
I’ve got the whole world             in my mouth
my goggles 
seeing trauma                            in my jaw
a root/canal                                a partial?
a date                                         I can't recall
and the conversation
morphs to                                  my sleep
                                                   meds and
allergies                                      latex
But I stop talking once
sirens blare
I don't reach for it
Keep my fists under                  my lap
clutched                                    clenched
I no longer search                     drill
or load ammo                            Suck,
breathe, clear 
I think the steps as he's             covering my mouth
from 12, 11, 10...
                         6, 5...canvas        duffeling
camels   Fucking                           punching
the sand
my guts spill                                 out of 

At least these days,                     my mind
I know the difference
between a 
and a mind trick 

Wolfpack Contributor Bio: Maggs Vibo

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1


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