At The Infusion Center Poem by Gina Teel
At The Infusion Center
On the days I sit among them
Tubes dripping poison through our veins,
I make communion with these faces
As my potent cocktail slowly drains.
What a rare circus to join
Each silence shelters fear, it moves behind the eyes.
All the fatal, ungodly juices
are salvation in disguise.
And yet we do not speak of it,
Only pass the time. Only pass the time.
We pretend calm, smile at the nurses,
Pick at cardboard boxed lunches,
Breaking bread together.
Each acting as though our union
Is as innocuous
As talk about the weather.
There is a gruesome tie that binds us
No requisite age nor race nor creed.
We are a curious, dying breed.
Will there be one less next month?
It's all too much to bear.
I put my hands to my head in grief
and they come away with hair.
This poem is so truthful and conveys such sympathy it enhances my sense of belonging to a family of other human beings, and we are tied together by our interests, our loves, our common fate, our compassion for each other, our experiences of health and sickness. But tied together we are, your poem makes this so persuasively the essence of our humanity. I am the suffering woman who speaks this poem, just as she is me in my relative good health. And what makes this exchange possible is your sensitive, unflinching, unsentimental but suffused with genuine sentiment. This poem is a treasure of human warmth.
We always have a choice in most things. Except in a hospital, you put it wholly in the hands of the doctor and the Lord above. It's all too much to bear. I put my hands to my head in grief and they come away with hair. These lines are scary, yet true. and it is truly unbearable.... nicely written.
I've deeply appreciated your well penned poem, dear Gina, first as a reader, then also as a doctor. Such realities have to be shown.. and you did it through strong, hunting images filled with deep feelings. Thank you and.. WELCOME AT POEM HUNTER! greetings from Italy
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