BICYCLE! BICYCLE!

i remember-
it was like any other day
warm & sunny

frisbee in the street

my brother

threw it too far

way over my head

i ran to catch it...

i remember it hitting the street
and

skidding? sliding? bouncing?

along the pavement

(i remember more the sound of a frisbee-hitting the ground)

and it came to a stop
and i bended to pick-
up

then i was on my back
and i heard him say

"UH-Oh"

my head hit first-pain
like a burst

i ran for the front door-

(i want my mommy)

my brother-"your face"

my hand-from my head to my face...

and it dripped-RED

finally the door

my mother

ABHOR

"Oh my god"

the bathroom-face cloths

(i'm dazed-i'm lost)

screaming-

i cant make it stop bleeding

back to front door

car in driveway-out comes liz

then quickly brown bags

harry diebner running over...
he heard the commotion?

car seat-front seat-harry's lap
face cloth compressed in his grip

dads a fit-lights flashing-horn honkin'

beep-beep

speedin"

smithtown general

long wait-(whats my fate)

specialist coming..

its for the best..

finally

op room

(dad and harry there)

bright lights

green men in masks
a comforting voice

a push of a needle

count backwards from 10

i have become

comfortably numb...

PS

post op

is a future

post

(pabloshouse)

PSS
thanx dad(he was steady)
thanx harry(he was ready)