my head feels like the hospital waiting room
after finish lines and desperate chases
all lists checked off and nothing to do
but wait and pray you weren't too late
praying drugs work and you keep
breathing (I wish on no
person the knowledge
of praying for
one more breath
(please breathe)
or
praying
for heartbeat)
when it all goes
numb like the floor tiles
and thinking: everything
done to people for people
by people- well, everyone makes
mistakes and we're all of us making it
up. some thoughts are tested more than others
and I just hope I ended up in the right mind