Prone

no ruin can come to me

my status is fully secure

parameters are normal

air-supply made secure

 

warm feelings suffusing

my body and its pain

voices echo far away

fever roasts my brain

 

images memories of old

before me life's flashing

re-living old times amid

a future thats crashing

 

all I have is in thoughts

vegetable activity level

limbs still but sliding

no more gaily to revel

 

once I loved and walked

laughed at others jokes

made plans, anticipated

the fire ambition stokes

 

bodily function usurped

the throb of machinery

eyes taped so no more

heart-warming scenery

 

lungs heaving strangely

ward reels and bending

life splintered by tubes

amid plastic my ending

 

airlungsmachineryplasticpronetubesward

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jennifer Malden

Sat 6th Mar 2021 17:14

Hope this isn't autobiographical? Presumably if it was, and you had had an ending amid plastic, you wouldn't have been able to produce this. Would think that unfortunately this is very well described.

Jennifer

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