The rising sun
sneaks in behind the slim blinds
casting dappled gold on my cold curtained enclosure
I awake to find it warming my mottled body
Enclosed in sterile white sheets
Ready for embalming or so it feels
I try to extricate myself from my white prison
But find me myself unable to
The tangled sheets confine me
I am unable to rise
So, I simply slacken and remain supine
And watch the sunrise
Casting dappled gold shadows
On the walls of my hospital room
4 South, Ward 10, Bed 3
By Kaci Tami (17/09/08)
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Get well: -)