2015 Poem-a-Day April 4 (departure prompt)

A Moment with the Nurse’s Button


I was born yesterday.
I blinked,
I took a drink,
And now it’s over.
There must have been
A moment or two
I should remember,
But the cancer
Is all that is left.
Where did I go?
Not even the mirror
Convinces me
I exist any more.

Gone.