Scanning my Future (Poem 11)

Tummy gurgling, brain racing.
Thoughts scrambled, running ahead,
Looking back with fondness and ahead with dread,
Waiting for scan results. Day packed to avoid pacing.

Going into myself, shutting down the outside, 
Anonymous evening classes to fill my brain with bright ideas and kick these dark thoughts out,
Making room for the new where the unthinkable currently resides, 
Looking around this packed tube at glum faces. Grab life, smile, I silently shout.

I emerge into the sunshine, renewed  and teetering on the edge of now,
Get back to today. Breathe. Be.
Reconnect to your senses, look outward, as much as yet another hospital department will allow, 
Thoughts out on this paper, time again to be smiley me. 

13th August 2019