#790 Test Results 8-18-18

“Good afternoon, Mr. Ken!
This is Sally-Jean
at Dr. Vaughn’s office!
The Doctor would like you
to come in,
early tomorrow morning –
if you can.
There have been some –
developments…”

Oh!
Dear Lady!
Can you know
the soft and silky feeling
of that noose around my neck?
Did you think
I would say,
“No”
to that knell
you rang
when you called
in the late afternoon?

So many questions
squeezed their way
up my throat:

Is it something
I did
or
didn’t do?

Some supplement
I should have taken?

An extra set of sit-ups
I could have added
to my fitness regimen?

Some inevitable,
murderous gene
I might not have hooked
to my double-helix scaffold?

Of course,

it does not matter,

now.

It’s never whether.
Only when.

So,
certainly,
you diplomatic harpy!
What time shall I arrive?

The crack of dawn?

Shall I stare at
blueing sky
as the sun slithers
its light over the horizon,
Night,
in chromatic increments,
becoming morning?

Shall I stand in my driveway,
my hand on the car door,
so unwilling to slide into
the drivers seat,
in which,

in truth,

I have never,

ever,

been?

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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