Hospital Ceilings Poem by Jeremy Willson

White tile ceilings
They give me anxious feelings
I dislike hospitals in the first place
Now my mind has started a never ending foot race
With these damn white ceilings
They say it helps with patient healings
They have spots and are an eye sore
Why would these help? I'd rather stare at the floor
Hexagonal patterns are better than plain white tiles
They seem to go on for thousands of miles
Through the door, past the hallways, to the front desk
They make me breathe hard from my chest
Let's just get rid of these ceilings and put in blankets
Make em dark & fluffy, something comfortable to everyone
Cause these ceiling tiles are absolutely not fun
Can't wait to say goodbye to these things
Like the chair I'm sitting in that feels like springs
Guess I shouldn't complain
But I'm still wishing the ceiling was clear so I can see it rain