3:30, right on time, just like every weekday,
found me face up on a table
purple marker drawings all over my left side.
The X-Ray machine was circling,
targeting any lurking cancer cells,
when it stopped.
A familiar beeping sound echoed in the room.
As I lay there, eyes closed, and listened,
I realized that the sound I was hearing
was the same beeping sound our microwave makes
when what is cooking is done.
Head over to Kat Bouska's Writer's Workshop and check out the the other fun stories! The prompt I chose was: 1. Write a blog post in exactly 12 lines.
I love your sense of humor! I need to share this with a friend who is experiencing the same...
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catchatwithcarenandcody
Funny, I guess not everyone would get the humor for the final treatment to end with a teeny horn playing a John Phillips Souza's congratulatory march.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm glad you're done. I have been going around half-baked lately. Take care.
did someone flip you?
ReplyDeleteI love your sense of humor and in that kind of setting, you need all the humor you can get. Love the way you roll with what life dishes up! ♥
ReplyDeleteThat is SCARY!
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