Concuss

Concuss

A Poem by MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds
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A poem about a head injury.

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The ceiling should not pulsate,
My head should not whirl,
The voices should not warble,
And the trickle of blood should not drip onto the gym floor.

It is likely a bad idea
To let a sixteen-year-old girl
Watch herself bleed
Then ask her to stand--
This wasn't supposed to be a metaphor but--
And watch her body crumble again.

The girl ought not to hallucinate,
Adding a voice to the clamor
That does not belong there today.
She probably should rest,
Rather than have the man who plugged her brow
Make her lift weights.
Probably should avoid a rained-out practice.

She should stand up to the a*****e coach
Who does not relent harassment
Between bouts of witless criticism.
But he will continue to be revered.
He will be known as great,
She will be known as
Concussed.

© 2014 MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds


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Added on January 28, 2014
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MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds
MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds

Belmont, CA



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