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Sleeping fitful, time passed like a ghost

Neither lie nor standing in my stars

Metal cannulae, frigid connect

Apparatus drain me, my mind chars.

It’s cold.

Niche fills with ugly noises.

They told

Secrets leach from behind the walls.

Speaking rigid, no-one hears my cry

Neither scream nor whisper makes much sense

It grows

I know I’m not alone.

It flows

I know I’m not alone.

Fragile messages, I cannot think

Now no longer want to, get thee hence!

And it’s the lifting of my head

Proves to me I am not dead

Is that such a blessing?

And I know I’ll never leave

About that I cannot grieve

Believe

I stare skywards…

Hanging forearm, I ask if it’s mine

Pendulous and brooding, danger-mired

Sinking dizzy, I shrink from its tine

Then a motion stills me, from behind.

It says

Your pain has just begun

Delays

Our plan for you at its dawn