Ma Trigger

Such has been mild trauma lends
Dense, murky splats hammering eye
Short, murmured gasps of feeble wind
Fractured grips, affright to die

Dilemma stricken, wonder struck
Deny the big hospital truck
Play dead, ignoring every word
I'm not aware. I haven't heard.

Avert my vision. Hide away.
You surely must believe me.
I'm certain every word I say.
How dare you all deceive me.

Such will be, I'll tempt my fate.
I've justified this mental state,
Suppressed and quelled my just emotions,
Allocate unjust devotions.

More or less, completely callous.
More than inconsiderate.
Borderline contempt and malice,
Hateful and deliberate.

Such became the new dynamic.
Unnatural, inorganic.
Needlessly reckless and manic,
Designated state of panic.

Devolution, pain, confusion.
Worrisome bewilderment.
Dreadfulness, procrastination.
We just bear it. I guess that's it.

Pray hard.
Cross your fingers.

Author's Note

JMG, 2017