Behind The Dark Door - Poem by jerry hughes
'of cardio-vascular surgery'
Uncertainty coupled by trepidation.
'Aye, don't worry lad, its all done by
fookin' marrgic now! '
'No more open chest surgery.'
It's just like putting a patch on a
bicycle tube - only easier.
A stent placed in position via
the groin, or keyholed in. Voila!
'You speak from experience? '
'Nah, I saw it done on Google.'
'On Google you say? '
'Shyte, that's reassuring.'
Comments about Behind The Dark Door by jerry hughes
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You