Sonic Drops

Meditations of a Christ follower, a time traveller, a mommy, a poet and a nurse

Operating Room Theater

When I lay

it all out and examine

dissect

pin back

with touring

the firmaments and ligaments

of my heart stopped beating

I listen and it whispers

“close me up”

Unnatural in this operating room

it begs to be sewn back up

Unnatural under these lights

with a student standing on a box at the head

What do they know

What do they know

What do I know

What does it know

What does this machine know

that chills this thing down

down me

towards death for fixing

What does God know

What does God know

What does He know

that I don’t

 

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