adenode

o small lumps of flesh
where even were you in my face
that i forget you're gone?

now here you are with accordions, singing
jangling wheezing heaving that old song:
"you're gonna miss me
when im gone"

don't think i didn't notice
the graceful way you bid goodbye
to the other soft shapes back there
i was there, knocked up
with anesthesia, down
by a scrubbed nurse in booties--

gone are the days of big fish mouth breathing,
middle school voice muffled
the ends of words indistinct
(people debating whether to ask me to
repeat something) gone

goodbye adenoids
thanks for the codeine
now it's gone