My Pictures: Medical Humanities Class…..a characterization of pain…
Time crawls, face droops
the shadow of a lone tree
silently waiting……
Ponderous framework
and over-designed systems
burrow deeper in.
I am ready to go anywhere,
to touch the trees and spiked beaked flowers
dancing in the breeze.
And see the black bumblebees
mesmerizing their audience,
to become warm once again….