by David Lewis
Banging, clammering, frosted glass, muffled shouts
Beside me white wraiths give comfort
“We have the answer to World Peace”
No way to share, then ….
Nothing
Black sausages with red faces swaying
Rearing up to overwhelm
Purple clad person floats stage left
Disappears to the right...
Silence
Coloured orbs float around me,
Chamber filled with people
Gun pointed at me
A scuffle, a shot...
Blackness
Afar, red car draws up to a tower
Zoom in to follow driver
Round and round we climb
He jumps, I follow...
Flying
Earth races away from me
Whoosh
Halt
Behold awesome blue sapphire
Peace
Eyes open to
Chained by tubes and leads
Purple nurse greets me
“Hello” she says
And the work begins to get out of Intensive Care
originally posted at theexaminingroom.com
