AFTER THE BROKEN HIP IS REPAIRED In the great lakes of injured bone, a spinal tap temperature a reading of the pulse. When he arrives from the water’s bottom to the light Recovery no pain a stomach of animosity. Laying in his bed, they welcome him back warm water salad something soft to chew on. He sighs. Pain tears away from its cocoon blood work pulse rate temperature blood pressure. He refuses pain pills, calms himself, lets the wind outside in, and when he falls asleep a current of coolness, grass carp darting to the side pain sinking into mud.
Michael H. Brownstein’s latest volumes of poetry, A Slipknot to Somewhere Else (2018) and How Do We Create Love? (2019), were recently released (Cholla Needles Press). He has a Sunday poetry column in Moristotle.
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