In honor of National Poetry Month I'm going to post poetry entries for this month. Here are my thoughts on running and my situation right now:
Hernia Hiatus
Staying in shape to move, to jump, to run
Makes me love life, the chance to be, to grow
But hernia hiatus is no fun.
How can life be lived on hold? Suspension
Between stop and go? Slush, not rain or snow?
Staying in shape to move, to jump, to run…
Our lives should be fluid, stopped for not a
one,
Cups overflowing, bubbling down the road.
But hernia hiatus is no fun.
Guts bulging out, pushed back in. Oh so dum.
Better to go under the knife to go
Staying in shape to move, to jump, to run.
Can’t lift twenty pounds now that I’ve begun.
In to work each day I have to go
But hernia hiatus is no fun.
So now I will take a quick shot of numb
To keep pain from my gut stitch even so.
Staying in shape to move, to jump, to run?
This hernia hiatus is no fun.
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