COMA/CONSCIOUSA Poem by Dwain DowdyEnd of consciousnessGod what a headache where'd it come from? Why is it so dark in here? Where's the lights? And who's beating that damn drum? And that high-pitched whine, It doesn't help my head at all Where the hell am I? I just, can't recall. And what is laying on top of me? I feel heavy, and I can't move! CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME!!!! Whatever is happening I strongly disapprove! Who is that talkin? What are they saying? I can barely make them out. I can't concentrate because of that damn drum DEAR LORD!!!! I just want to shout! Those voices are a little clearer somehow There's two of them I think One is saying we need to act now The other is still indistinct. I really wish they'd pay attention to me This is starting to piss me off! At least that drummer is slowing down Wait, someone's crying, and I hear a cough. They must have moved closer I can finally hear their words. What did that man say about a disclosure? And the brain function has reduced two thirds? All right guys stop fooling around! I'm sleepy and I want to leave. That drummer must be sleepy too He's going to quit playing I do believe. What did he just say, any moment now? At least my headache has finally eased I think I'll just sleep, until they let me out DOCTOR,,,, THE PATIENT IS NOW DECEASED. by David Dwain Dowdy 10/04/2019 © 2019 Dwain Dowdy |
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Added on October 4, 2019 Last Updated on October 4, 2019 AuthorDwain DowdyWickliffe, KYAboutI'm 49 yrs old. A US Army Veteran. I've been a musician for almost 40 years now. Song writer and poet. I suffer from PTSD and depression which are influenced on my writing style. I find it therapeutic.. more..Writing
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