Thom Bakelas
—Poetry by Tohm Bakelas, New Jersey
—Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
—Poetry by Tohm Bakelas, New Jersey
—Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
SURGERY DAY
friday afternoon, surgical
center, tonsillectomy—
fuck this
friday afternoon, surgical
center, tonsillectomy—
fuck this
DISCHARGED
disoriented no more,
nurse hands me a script
for codeine—discharged
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TIMELINE
two week recovery,
thirty pills given, no
refills—must conserve…
disoriented no more,
nurse hands me a script
for codeine—discharged
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TIMELINE
two week recovery,
thirty pills given, no
refills—must conserve…
THE LAST TWO PILLS 1
I consider saving them
for a rainy day, but
take both instead
I consider saving them
for a rainy day, but
take both instead
THE LAST TWO PILLS 3
dopamine nose-dive into
straight fucking madness—
everything feels good
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THE LAST TWO PILLS 4
laughing at the silent thoughts
dancing inside my head—
I’ve lost control
MY REALITY 4
last few meals: scrambled eggs,
black beans, mozzarella cheese—
I miss pizza
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last few meals: scrambled eggs,
black beans, mozzarella cheese—
I miss pizza
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Today’s LittleNip:
AFTER EFFECT
—Tohm Bakelas
teeth gone numb, cat walks
my loneliness—robins sing
outside the window
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Tohm Bakelas first visited us in the Kitchen on 11/18/21. He is from New Jersey; he says he resides there, and will die there. Tohm wrote today’s poems (and many others) while he was in the hospital having his tonsils out at the age of 33. He is the editor of Between Shadows Press. Welcome back to the Kitchen, Tohm!
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—Medusa
Tohm Bakelas, now healed
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Northern California and otherwheres,
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Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
Two young deer grazing on
green grass in the shade~