RECOVERING FROM SURGERY

           RECOVERING FROM SURGERY

         Whether the knife is swift or slow,
                   anesthetic almost silences the blow
                   until the wake-up call…
         Where with pain unceasing and morphine decreasing,
                   on the fringe of lucidity I stall.

         Then clobber me sober as healing begins.
         Without medication, an aching sensation
                   throes me down like a knock on the knob.
         Enter family, friends and final refrain:
                   healing balm from the pain of it all.

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         Poetic Devices 201 - Lesson 6 - Euphemism and Dysphemism