William F Dougherty

Freshman - 542 Points (West Hartford, CT)

The Zipper - Poem by William F Dougherty

[from the Crab Sonnets]

They sank a silver zipper in my chest:
a foot of snag-toothed staples used to chain
the cavity where cancer bloomed its yeast.
The lovely morphine drips: I don't complain.
I feel aloof; the nurses glide like ghosts,
their chat like crinkled cellophane: I sway
upon an inner stalk each time I'm dosed.
The lights stay on to keep it day all day.

A voice in surplice hints I'm deeply hurt,
provisional, as rumored in my blood.
My tongue feels bronzed; I try but fail to blurt
against demeaning signs of likelihood-
a gullet's a hard barter for a cure.
I'll bite down hard, disjunctively endure.

Comments about The Zipper by William F Dougherty

  • William F Dougherty (4/16/2012 2:21:00 PM)

    Post-Op in Intensive care Unit. (Report) Reply

    2 person liked.
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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (9/22/2008 4:40:00 PM)

    I am with Sandra, love it and added 10. Amazing composition. (Report) Reply

  • (9/21/2008 9:32:00 AM)

    Stark, powerful, unforgettable. Your courage becomes you.
    Nor has your ability to creat an extraordinary poem
    been diminished in any fashion. Take care.

    Warm regards,

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 21, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, August 20, 2012

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