Out
At
The
Crack
Of
Dawn,
To
Have
Blood
Drawn
For
My
Physical
This
Year,
And
Stepped
Into
A
Zone
Of
Silent
Fear.
Shouldering
This
Task,
I Sat
There
In
My
Mask,
With
Random
Sensations
Of
Suffocation.
Filled
With
Determination,
I Waited.
And
I Waited,
For
What
Seemed
Years,
Debating
Breaking
Into
Frustrated
Tears.
Finally,
My
Turn
Came
And
Afterward,
I’ve
No
Shame
To
Say
I Was
Extremely
Glad
To
Get
Away.