Ode To Lumps, Bumps, and Carbuncles

A lump rose up upon my wrist
Overnight it’s stealth unseen
Surprising me on yester morn 
Look! A bump where none had been 

A “ganglion cyst” I labeled it 
For one had been there years ago
Yet this more grand than the one before 
This one spanning wrist to hand 

Hey, look at me! it seemed to say
Attention here, if you please
And if not I’ll wend my way 
Into your consciousness kindly seize

I’ll creep and curl around your joints
Cause pain to rouse you that I’m here 
Restrict the movement of that wrist 
Or just lie low, a mounded blur 

We’ll wait to see what Doc will do
Poke, deflate me void of shape 
Or cast me to carbuncle lot
There unwanted bumps forgot 

Til then I’m standing tall and proud  
A lump you will not soon dismiss 
For after all I’m heralded here
In written word, this lumpy’s bliss