Black Granite  heavy crushing Dense

 endless sphere.

 Weight of forcing concrete, achingly solid. 

Drunk drugged

stoned and Slipped. Empty. 

Stabbed then ground down. Left pulped

sanitized blue curtains, chrome.

steel plated bleak straitjacket

frozen

crucified

 

This hasn’t happened I’m not here I will wake . Waiting

I will wake I will wake I will wake I will wake

I will wake

wake

the floor moved up in slomo

heavy head pushed into stomach softness

stench of sterile fabric

rubber stuck round mouth and nose

peeling reeling away

grey tearing lost

wait for, lost

falling

fast tapping on glass get the

wheelchair

where is this

hospital ceiling, faces

this hasn’t happened

Stopped

Stop

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