Take Two

Take Two

Hungry. Waiting… two 
hours to go
Then the gurney, hair net,
I.V., pillows under my knees
Litany, repeating my name
date of birth, which eye
is surgical today

Lying under two full-moon 
lights, I’m waiting for Versed
All I care about, the drug
that calms my nerves
He is going to slice
into my eye, replace
the lens
a common procedure
but this is my eye

Last time, a light show
teal greens and pink
What will today bring?
The next?