Impatient
Falling into unwilling sleep, I was afraid I would never wake. This is not natural sleep, this is an abyss of nothingness that swallows you, not knowing how deep, how far, but the silence is stifling, closet in helplessness.
The pressure in my head is unrelenting, my body forgets how to balance. The pharmacy outside is shut, like just about everything else today. Perhaps I don't need the antibiotics anyhow.
One waits with forced patience.
Posted by sniffles at June 10, 2002 12:23 PM