Another Half Day

Another half day
The storm rages on
Light barely gets through the clouds
Heavy snowfall
Line of sight is drastically reduced

The cars are skiing
And the routine begins again

The Room 2

Back in the room again
Wondering when I get to leave
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
C'mon, call.
Maybe waiting isn't the best advice...

Brabble Babble

Opposed directly
More grabble babble
Listening too a faint squirm
Somewhere back in the head.

Climb upwards
and cut the branches down
Seeing rectangles

Crack, Break, Slit and Shake

Crack open at dawn
Break down the barrier
Slit up a can of beans
Shake down water

One thing at a time.

For None Will Be Bowed Down For

Stare blankly
Think hungrily
Act for thirst
Seek a first

For none will be bowed down for
Rise up for you.

System Overload

The constant sneer
The consistent fear
The continual struggle,,,

The condescending babble...

Rot

Hours and hours and hours and hours...
Spend most days in bed
nights as well.

Hair starts to fall off. One by one.
nosebleeds becoming all the more frequent
false teeth and flaky skin
I smell of rot.