Two days absolute peace
And quiet
The body fixed on the
Glass table in the room
Facing ‘Tuchlauben’
The soul on a creative flight
Above Vienna
One night before a cataract
Operation on my right eye.
How much did I neglect
The operation until now.
I had grabbed the opportunity
Of having my hip joints
Put back into working order
Mrs IRA called a depository
Of metal parts:
Mesh across a hernia
Left and right cataracts
Left and right hip joint
Replacements.
The bionic artist is set-up anew
To work without complaints
Of vision deficiency
And the constant arthrosis
Problems that caused pain
In movements
Looking ahead into a good
Future of creative art.
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’18.