“My friend is dying
dying in the next couple of days
they took out almost all her liver but
the cancer has spread
Next week it’s her nineteenth birthday”
I turn from my computer screen
“Sorry to hear that” I say
I am sitting uncomfortable;
a tangled mess of intestines
chicken breast lungs
a brain, somewhere
alive, for now
in my wooden chair
MY TROUBLED MIND 
Well written my friend!
Thank you Shouvik
so touching…
Very well written moving piece.This piece captures a tragic powerless moment in a very profound way Thanks for sharing.
Thank you very much novonay
Been there. Well done, no false theatrics, just the facts in an economy of words.
Nice. Sad but real. Thanks for liking my post.