Boy in a Hospital

Boy in a Hospital

I woke up empty—
left eye swollen shut
where they pulled
out my memory

A lady sits at my bedside
holding my hand
her eyes melting
under harsh fluorescents

Who is she— who am I
no longer a son or brother
I am alone on an island
surrounded by strange waters

Memories are the essential tethers
to the ones we love and mine were cut


For this week’s Living Poetry Prompt; inspired by a story I once heard. Hope he’s okay.

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11 Responses to Boy in a Hospital

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Another creepy one! Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Some story there for sure. I love the first verse, it gives a surreal tint to the whole poem, leaving the reader willing to believe all manner of things happening there. Good ‘poeming’.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Lisa Tomey says:

    This is a brain twister, for sure. Well done.

    Liked by 2 people

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