Gallstones

Simple indigestion.
A Coca-Cola to settle it.
An all-night porcupine
intestine disco dance.
Even my favourite recliner,
where I slept two weeks
after the colostomy
couldn’t console me
with warm brown leather.

8 a.m., emergency room,
sonogram after sonogram,
IV morphine drip,
three days on my back,
then home again to wait
another month, to still myself
when the quills pulse and poke,
to opiate and doze like a Joey
cozy in a kangaroo pocket.

~ Gary Garrison

Gary Garrison is currently president of the Edmonton Stroll of poets. He has been writing poems for patients at the U of A hospital in Edmonton for the last four years.


Read more of Gary Garrison’s poetry:

Coal Comfort
Northern Alberta Railway

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