I went under for an operation,
They didn't count me down.
Instead,
I laid there shooting the breeze
With the surgeons,
And then I wake up.
Nothing in between but lost time.
Lost time and bliss.
Not like sleeping
Or dreaming.
It made me think of dying.
Wonder if it's not so bad
To just
Go
Go into nothing and not wake up.
To go In a single moment,
A moment split in half.
A life Dwindling,
Then…
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Author:
Kenny O'Donnell (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was put under for an operation and, being childish, wanted to count down from 10 rapidly since they never manage to count down in the movies or TV before they drift off under the anesthesia. But then I woke up. What felt like only a second had gone by. All I could recall was this sensation of relaxation that i'd never experienced before.
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Agreed. If that's death (and it's quite high on my list of possibles) I'll have it....all in good time...
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