Saddened Predicament Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Not being able to get out of the hospital and go to the cafe to listen
to music for two weeks now.
Feeling saddened by this predicament and wanting to be extracted from it as soon as possible.
Wandering up and down interior pianos, poetry wanting to be expressed in talented voices, singing karaoke in the night.
After effects culminating in blanket strands of tonight's inherent rhythms, being put to sleep without being soothed in musical melodies and written poetry.