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Patient on an Operating Table
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita,
-Inferno
Midway upon the gurney of our life,
I'm semiconcious in a dismal room,
Dim mental twilight, doctor's tools: a knife
Scalpel and needle glinting through the gloom.
Seeing senseless, with one too few anesthetic
Injections. Slice. A cut. A slash. I'm numb
Though open, heart exposed. The apathetic
Penumbra seeps around. The dim-pitched squeals
Whine over the (beep!) mumblings of the medic,
Like echos through a canyon my brain reels
About in. (beep!) my mind sinks farther, deep
Into its sunset. Less my body feels
(Beep!) more my thought sees. Gaping white of sleep.
(Beep!) I'm awash. (Beep!) Going up. Beep Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
-Inferno
Midway upon the gurney of our life,
I'm semiconcious in a dismal room,
Dim mental twilight, doctor's tools: a knife
Scalpel and needle glinting through the gloom.
Seeing senseless, with one too few anesthetic
Injections. Slice. A cut. A slash. I'm numb
Though open, heart exposed. The apathetic
Penumbra seeps around. The dim-pitched squeals
Whine over the (beep!) mumblings of the medic,
Like echos through a canyon my brain reels
About in. (beep!) my mind sinks farther, deep
Into its sunset. Less my body feels
(Beep!) more my thought sees. Gaping white of sleep.
(Beep!) I'm awash. (Beep!) Going up. Beep Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
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Patient on an Operating Table
Patient on an Operating Table
