Hissy Fit Poem by David Harris

Woke up this morning at 2 am more delirious than normal. The worlds in my mind kept splitting. One world rotated as normal the other rotated in a different direction leaving me thinking I was having a hissy-fit. However, my hissy-fit was far worse, it was a stroke.

19 May 2017













(Author's Note
This poem was written the morning after my stroke. Thanks to the quick action of my wife youngest son, Ambulance personal and Hospital staff I am still alive to tell the tale.)