How can such clear liquid
cloud thoughts  with ease?

A nurse injects another dose
into my cannula tube.

The intravenous elixir meanders
along my bloodstream,

cascades down my veins,

washes over my body --

drowning all pain.

​

I float above the bed,

swaddled in a cool breeze.

​

The nurses excavate
my skeletal pin sites,

pick out the infection,

while my mind percolates

through my pores.