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Hospital Bed

We spend another night

At the comma bed as he

Drove me to calmness

And took away my transgressions

I combat in level-headed feat

And struggle but my eyes

Would quarrel with my teeth

I gnash and blink

Somewhere between

The fitted sheets and sturdy beds

Comes plastic full of specimens

Of my own aversion

To my sanity I couldn’t

Feel my numbness I’m just

Playing and laying

I plunge into a sea of semen

And white blood cells looking

Out of my something

Something familiar and sweet

Making up for the knitted jeans

I wore last week

As I say so, as I’ve told you so

Come on and cum more

Lovely soaked men leaves

Dry of measly reasoning might

Lie to my face that she came

Sisters and brothers fade

Left my bangles overnight

The teleprompter spoke about

i couldn’t remember those mysteries

They were all dreams

Of the ever turned on lights

i Wept.

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By juma.ine

31 and have been writing leisurely since I was seven. My first short story was about a man who had the worst luck in the universe. I hope to continue writing and I hope this won't be another one of those blogging and getting bored eventually.

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