Hyerconcious Hypochondriasis

// added September 22, 2009 // 3 comments //
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Esmarie
It had been in the waiting room for
years, expecting to be seen,
diagnosed.

Feverous hands rest at a clammy arms length,
quarantined within well guarded laps
In order to avoid spreading affection.

Everybody here is a hypochondriac,
loitering in some invisible line,
waiting for a triage to record
feelings on a precise scale

The doctor warms up his stethoscope;
beckons the patient
couple into a small dark room
To examine a feared state of mind;
a conflicting contagion.

The physical
is standard procedure.
Frequent, casual.

She opens wide
Throat sore with silence,
unfastens celibate jaws,
thirsty with a dehydrated appetite,
gulping the wet, succulent air down.

Small screams escape from an exhale;
“aaaaaaa”
The tongue is still
beneath the depressor

He opens his ears
listens to steel intrusion;
undergoes a visual exam,
pupils accepting the misleading light,
trying not to blink.
(this could be cut...?)

Spineless gowns
bring flapping tension
to a couple of freshly exposed asses,
bubbling to the surface of
an air that is cold.

An antiseptic aroma
Fills the space of the yawning door
of the exam room;
Lingering atop the slick , sterile floor,
lacquering potential falls.

Gagging ensues after exposure
to the potent odor of sweet chemicals
All too common in such a place
Where so many have suffered
Some have died
Some wish to die

In this shitty hospital
Where I see you naked

A professional voice
Releases us

Must not be serious
To escape such admittance
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3 comments // Hyerconcious Hypochondriasis

  • Esmarie
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      Esmarie  
    • This is actually an extended metaphor of unspoken passion between two people, that is finally explored after many years, only on a physical level however, unable to take it seriously, hence the ending, in which neither patient is admitted, they are both released to go their seperate ways. I used the waiting room as a place to harbor these emotions...waiting for something to happen. Hypochondria is "the unwarranted fear of something serious (a disease)." I thought there was an ironic relation.

    • 4 months ago
  • Thargor19
  • FishaHouse777
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      FishaHouse777  
    • Very insightful.
      I personally don't have hypochondria and know little of it, but you make it painfully vivid and bring me a new aspect of the disorder.
      Hope you get out of this vice and don't let it control you.

    • 5 months ago

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