Difference speaking similarity.

don’t pull that knife on me,
it’ll cut us both.
mind yourself, but
leave me alone.
opened, you can
see what’s inside.
description differentiates
our innards,
yet that’s debatable.
shared words mean
differences elucidated.
speak my pain
with your ears,
resounding that which
is inconsequential.

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Doctor cramps

i’ve been experiencing stomach problems, which have been on again off again over some months now. these pains have lasted anywhere from 10 seconds to 5 minutes. by no means long, but damn, do they take you by surprise. well i was lucky¬† enough to be on break from them for roughly 3-4 weeks when the pain came back. although this time, it was stronger than ever. it woke me up and curled me into a ball. normally it goes away when in fetal position but it just stayed. finally it subsided, somewhat, and i was able to fall asleep. the following night it hit me again and this time for longer. i was concerned and wanted to make time for the doctor, but never did, so i figured tonight i’ll go to ER. luckily the wait wasn’t to long. i was greeted by the doctor, who looked tired and annoyed, and asked me what the problem was. i explained to him what i was experiencing and compared it to my previous experiences with it. he listlessly said it was muscle spasms and to just take some muscle relaxants. okay i thought, but what i really thought was, this doesn’t feel like a muscle spasm. i got home, and contort myself in a position to sleep that alleviates the pain before i have to wake up to go to work. the pain hits me at breakfast, but i’m able to curb it by folding into myself. the pain is minor during work, just a cramping. tomorrow is wednesday and i’ve got time to go to the clinic to get my stitches removed and ask about my stomach. i drive to the clinic and wait to be served. when the doctor sees me he says i could be developing an ulcer or have a bacteria. i told him i’m going to see my family physician on friday and he said ask him about running some tests. well doesn’t friday come and i’ve been plagued with this damned pain all day and night. mind you, the night pain is worst than the day. anyways, i go see my doctor, who i wait longer to see than to consult with. he tells me that he sees no reason to do any tests. in conclusion, if i’m still feeling pain, he didn’t say for how long, nor did i ask, that i had his number and to book an appointment. well isn’t this just great? three professionals with three different conclusions, none of which has appeased my mind or body. i hope that it is nothing, like an ulcer, and that it’s a matter of a dietary change. but if not, i’m really disappointed in the lack of similarity of opinion. i value much of what i know and trust to science, and yet in this instance i’ve experienced glaring flaws with each doctors diagnosis. i guess, if it is something serious, only stool will tell.

Timing pain safely

hey there,
you really should
not run so wild.
okay, run wild,
but in a way that
is safe for yourself.
i know, you’re to young.
what’s this old person saying.
everyone is old at your age.
i’m just saying be safe.
had it not been for me,
someone could have
really hurt you.
i’m sure i could bring
you pain, but it would
have taken time.
others are quicker
to deliver.
take my slowness
as reassurance,
pain is only that
what you make it.

I wish i had pulled myself instead

i’ve never pulled a muscle.
at least not one of my own.
wait…
never mind, i do pull my own
muscle every few days.
but in this instance,
there is no pleasure to be had.
during a soccer match
i sprinted towards a ball
that headed to goal.
my left quadriceps suddenly
seized up, burning with a knot.
so what if i’ll be limping
for sometime to come,
at least i didn’t tear it.
either way,
i still have to work.

Living to die

life will be the death of me.
it’s simple.
life degrades upon conception.
the count down commences.
whittle what we may in
what we think, feel and be,
but time holds no exceptions.
the expenditure of time
influences its duration.
investments in pleasure
or pain doesn’t matter,
it’s of the same origin.
i will remember birth
as i will death.