You attempt to serve me melted poison ice cream on a disposable candy spoon. You terrorize me with your cynical smile. I shiver frightfully unaware of my pending doom.
Lost in my imaginary world where flightless bodies seem to soar above me, where visions on the TV screen enter my world as reality, where I analyze you like a robot trying to program you to respond, where as everyday passes I fall deeper into my imaginary world.
Thanks for the reply Saxoness, & Poet deVine Now I will explain I wrote this about my Father-in-law who was on morphine due to terminal cancer. I wrote it in his perspective, but the way I was seeing it and feeling it at the time. I happen to be the lucky one to be without a job at the time, so I was the one there to jump at his commands. It was only 3 months, but felt like a year.