She will stick a hollow steel fang
in my arm, or hand, depending where
she finds a vein unwilling to roll over.
Then, draw the plunger back sucking
my blood into a plastic “vial” throat, with me
sitting helpless on sterile butt-sticky tissue.
If she hits the mother lode on the first stick,
it won’t be as excruciating as the last. But,
I know better, my veins are tunnels of
make-the-eyes-squeeze, dog-slink rollers
away from needle-tooth pricks.
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17 comments:
OUCH!!!!!!!!!!
ME NO LIKE NEEDLES :(
'make-the-eyes-squeeze, dog-slink rollers'...ah that wonderful wonderful imagery, lol!
I hate needles myself and do everything in the world to avoid them.
Loved this Pat!
I am always amazed and in awe of your descriptive imagery Pat!
well written as ever pat
(good luck with the real thing)
cheers
awwww... can't be that bad now pat, can it?
great!
i'm glad I have good sized veins! nice images of bad memories
Jeepers...let me outa there!!!
{good one}
I'll say it again -- you'll write about anything! :)
Pat, I'm like you -- since there have been so many needles in my arm, the veins are so beat up and low that it takes many times to get one. I feel you're pain. :)
God! My first thought was ouch!
You make it all so alive with your magery that one can feel and visualise it.
you could be poetic about anything. enjoyed this one, pat. hope you're well.
I always look away. In fact, I almost had to look away from the poem, which means it works.
Hope all went well Pat!
yikes! i fear needle pricks!!
fangs for this gem. :)
Great imagery here.
hugs for you :o)
Oh, I love your unforgettable "butt-sticky tissue" image!
(specially since I deal with it every day on the job)
Thank God I don't have to deal with drawing blood from veins like yours any more...!
(but you have my sympathy--wish i could send you a couple of my extra veins)
Geez Man, I lost it on Mother Lode.
You're gonna laugh me into another ten year of life my friend
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