THE WAITING GAME

She waits.
An anxious angst consumes her,
it exhumes her heart from her chest
and at best transplants it
in her throat.

Test result delayed,
she replays her last doctors visit.
He said we’ll wait and see.
So she waits.
We’ll see.

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016

Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge – Day 7: Activity

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