Today was one of these.
The first sign was this morning
when I delayed my getting up
until way past the ordinary time.
Of course I reasoned I had good
reasons like I had nothing to do
of importance except going
to my late afternoon dental
appointment for a major triple
root tooth extraction. My feelings
were compounded this year
by three other interrupted
extractions. I mean not many
patients end being sewn back up
in the middle of ongoing dental
procedures to be sent to the next
level of expertise. I hope it's not
the same process when you go
first to Heaven only to be turned
back to Hell
because your admittance papers
were not properly filled out or your
roots were age ingrown due to
the excessive time you lived.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem