That I was going to die
He told me I had minutes
Maybe seconds
And that I would spend
These last few seconds of my life
Listening to what's wrong with me
That bump on my head
Is a tumor
Never mind that I hit my head
And THEN the bump appeared
That was just a coincidence
That bump is a big, fat tumor
That's practically bursting through my head
Remember when I forgot my keys the other day?
That WASN'T because of the tumor
That was because of the dementia
That's settling in
Just like I thought
And I DON'T need new glasses
I AM going blind in my right eye
It was confirmed
My nose is itchy
Because it's going to fall off
That rash on my leg?
Cancer
That discoloration on my arm?
Cancer
That weird growth
On the side of my foot?
Ebola
I have over eighty-seven diseases
Some of them tropical
The doctor said it doesn't matter
That I've never left the house
He says you can still catch malaria
Just from hearing about it
From the television
He told me that right before I die
My entire body will fall apart
Like a poorly constructed
Jenga tower
And how did I feel?
Relieved
So relieved
It was...
Heaven
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