祝福

In this unacquainted cell, I am enclosed by the glimmering unacquainted door.

My brain is now a beehive that produces nectar of endless supply.

I scare, I dither, searching for a shimmer of hope in my pocket.

I panic, feeling depressed, strangers at my door, looking.

I am but the data transmitted from this linked cell phone,

which, when it rings, I am the only one accused.

I flee, moving from place to place. I become now that desolated pill bottle.

I feel giddy and out of breath, my name listed by the anonymous typist.

Blood streams down my worm congested vessel.

The blazing sun can never eliminate the virus in my heart.

I trample, I kneel, I stare at my own dwindling shadow.

I feel feverish, I creep into bed, huddling myself up.

Storms come and go, so do memories.

Tides rise and fall, failure is doomed.

Appointment, sign-in, entry, exit,

epoch, pendulum, time, and deletion.