Tachycardia Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

See above yourself...the P-Waves;
place your eyes on the digital screen
watch the abstract lightening stage
wax and wane...ebb and flow
dyslexic movement, Ventricular crisis,
dancing to the Rhythm of the Hades,
Sweating and freezing
a queersome duet...
So rapid, chambers in quaver,
breath in perilous labor;
And I wonder how the body can entertain
such sustained rapid cardio drumming
like Bonham and Peart...
Heavy as Led
or a Zeplin in crisis
from a lightening strike;
infusing a Rush of limelight attention
and quiescence....
code called... color blue....
one heartbeat too late;

V^v___v-^V___^v^v_^v__^V^V^V^V^V___v-^___ ________

V-Tach...

asystole-

S T O P!

e n o u g h;

time of-

d e a t h;

Sssshhhh....,

The race is over.




FjR-MMXV