Geriatric nightmares and stricken by days
Danced beat
– skipped
Skewered and slipped from sleeves
Wired up by revered machine
Tubes puncturing, enveloping skin
Yellowed from absent iron
She rocked, routine
Resting, but woken
Sunken in a ravine
Gorgeous once
Wanderlust
But tubes pump until nothing is left
Frantic, falling into fever
The lever is edging
Leave me
