Poem Written While Undergoing ECT
by John Riley
A human being is here. He doesn't disappear
In the storm that moves
Inward in tighter
And tighter
Pulses.
Panic
Lies in wait
Haunting the intake
Of the breath that brings meaning.
A human being breathes here. He doesn't disappear.
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Author's Note
My attempt to capture the sensations of before and after the administering of electroconvulsive therapy for depression. One is unconscious during the procedure.
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Wow. Terrific break between "intake" and "of the breath..." *
Fine capture.
Always wondered what it would be like.
Thank you guys for reading and commenting.
"the breath that brings meaning" *
Love the progression of "is" to "breathes." And everything else.*