Tuesday, March 26, 2013


UPON WAKING UP

Bright colored shades, I cannot see;
Blurry spinning faces, I cannot read;
Obtusely worded signs, I cannot feel;
Black and blue bones, I cannot heal;
Moving darting objects, I cannot steer;
Faintly muffled sounds, I cannot hear; 
When suddenly on shaky toes I rose;
To find my frozen heart, in comatose. 

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