Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Waiting For The Pot

They have found another polyp inside my uterus,
an ugly pronged creature clinging to me like a
deformed suckling babe.
Three years ago they removed two
while I lay sleeping in white.
I woke in a haze
to the sounds of nurses and monitors beeping at me.
I thought that was it forever
and I was through with surgeons.
Now they are talking of more
and I am unwilling.
Wasn’t once enough
to be scraped and cut
like a side of meat?
I am not some rabbit on a hook
waiting for the pot.
They said it happens.
Polyps can return
like unwelcome guests
and long lost relatives.
I just didn't expect them back so soon.
Tonight I am pulling up my welcome mat
and locking the front door.