What's Next LifeA Poem by Alfred KukitzPost op carpal surgeryWhat's Next Life Swollen hand Feet walk with a new name Pain edges around the corner of my thoughts You there........do you have a special "ouch" for me Incision lays silent, tied up, no place to go One handed simply because hands snooze in special ways I'm in the carpel of my old age Projects awaiting for a stirring of my mind Yet here I sit, iceberg from the arctic playing my hand What's next life? © 2017 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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