extra-corporeal shockwave therapy

a wake-up call for the healing of my heels
a kind of ultrasound electrocution

the snappy crack brings back
Philip Glass’ Lightning

you become acclimatized
to the thumping pain

begin to think about
Yahia’s torture in Iraq

wonder how you could ever
endure electrocution

without insanity

yet you slowly
become inured

and drift off into
a kind of reverie

where your foot
is on fire


(This poem comes from the chapbook ‘Policies & Procedures’ by rob walker, Southern-Land Poets, Garron Publishing,
PO Box 334
Magill, SA, 5072
Australia
ISSN 2202-7246
- see www.robwalkerpoet.com for details)