You don’t remember the surgery.
The sensation of the incision,
Instruments adjusting organs,
Cauterizing, extracting...
//
The needle they insert
And the burn of anesthesia
Are the last memories of discomfort
Before waking up
To the stitches, the aftercare
The healing.
//
You didn’t witness
What caused the pain,
But you know it happened.
There’s a logical reason
Why you are hurting
And instructions on how
To have the best recovery.
//
But imagine your body
Acting like it’s been through
Something...
Traumatic.
//
But there’s no memory to blame.
No recollection of why:
Images
Words
The smell of alcohol on breath and in sweat
A hug that lasts too long
A promise that “…you can trust me…”
//
Piercing
Like a nail gun through skin
And I must be careful
Not to wince
And give myself away.
//
And one day,
Someone you find
To confide in
And share your symptoms
Proposes a cause
To all these effects...
//
“Perhaps you had
Invasive surgery...
Long ago,
At a time you possessed
The mind of a child
With no ability to comprehend,
Stop from happening,
Object to...
That no one told you about?”
//
And then,
It all starts to make sense.
About the Creator
Rayn B
I have been writing poetry and lyrics since I was a child. I have recently started writing short scripts for “found footage” horror TikToks. I dream of writing books and full length screenplays. Thanks for being in this community with me!
Letter to my Soul Brother
Last year I went into the desert for a Vision Quest, with my soul Brother Christian Oliver. Unfortunately he died in January after the plane where he was travelling crashed in the Caribbean with her two daughters. I wrote this letter that today I share with you all .
By Gabriela Ana / Luz Infinita4 days ago in Poets
Comments (5)
I found this quite harrowing. I'm reading a book called The Paper Palace at the moment which has similar themes. This was hard-hitting.
I found your poem a long time ago, and it's been saved. Tonight, through it, I found the rest of your collection, and every poem resonates. Thank you for sharing this. Oh, how intricately woven it all existence is and how our body keeps the score - knowingly and yet not always knowingly.
Wow! This was thought provoking and left me wondering about myself. Great visual and flow to this. Top story in my book!
Wow! 🥺
Oh my God. This is heartwrenching. You are an incredible writer. Thank you for sharing.