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Drugs for pain:
Everything slow,
Floating on.

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Nauseating sirens from
Night road crews
Mix and mingle.

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Painkillers in my blood:
My thoughts slow,
Voices heard through a waterfall.

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Tubes and wires,
Wristbands and tape,
A funny hospital robe.

My curtain wobbles with passers by—
My ears stretch down the hall.

My focus strains with drugs—
I really want an omelet.

 

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