Waiting for the Transplant

    By K.B. Kincer

Flat, the sunlight in January, neither too bright

nor too pale; flat, the hours and minutes and seconds,

neither too slow nor too fast and the sky at night,

vistas of eternity, of the past; flat as a favorite journal

unopened, flat as the road to Birmingham, as narcotic stupor

and the long hallway floor under the hospital bed

rolling toward the elevator, flat as the blue cloth

draped over the table over the shuddering ventilator.

© 2011 K.B. Kincer

K.B. Kincer was awarded an M.F.A. in creative writing with a concentration in poetry from Georgia State University and is currently in the doctoral program there. Her poems have appeared in The Healing Muse, Poet Lore, Dappled Things, Red River Review, The GSU Review, and elsewhere.

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