Anesthesia
Light intrudes…
For a brief instant
The pinpricks in front of my eyes
Explode
Into a room
(I am here
Simply because
There is no other place
This could possibly be)
My eyes survey the room
Attaching like glue
To everything they see
(There is nothing to be here.)
Everything that I am
Has been excised
Into the mystery that runs
This war-machine
Entering and exiting
People
Shaved heads
Like dreams
Like
Ghosts
Like whispers of thought
Gliding across my vision
I blink
It's gray
Then black
***
Color unfolds into front of me
And I see what (who) I knew
Was going to be there
To greet me
This time
Unimpressed
I turn
And walk away