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Dear Surgical Patient

By Lee A. Nelson

To look at the cold dour ceiling

dirty as it should never be

on a gel slab that is a ledge

in both directions

with congenial Martians

cooing your calm

or trying to

while your thoughts buoy

in sudden marshmallow cocktails

and the Martians prove to be

a pit crew in space

with three bright lights

reaching from the dirty dour

and staring

like clueless directors

I get it.

We're all bees

but this is nobody's

hive.

 

It'll be okay.

That's the plan

anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

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