My Advanced Directive

 

Don’t hook me up to your IV

don’t feed me squirmy Jell-O

I’ll convalesce right here at home

and drink until I’m mellow,

 

Don’t roll me on your gurney

beneath fluorescent lights

don’t wake me up at 2 am

to ask if I’m all right,

 

Don’t chart my progress daily

If you can –

just let me go,

and should I prove

to not be well

hang a tag upon my toe.

 

 

ZC