Sticky Note 2

The steel grayish white capped
Coors mountains are
Hidden beneath the new thick
Fog of death
No trains will run tonight
Sobriety will honor its words
As the 12 steps will be
Followed and observed
As the city will earn its name
For once; Golden

We were good, I think?
We were fed our meds
As our heads laid to the side
As we watched IV drips
Full of morphine
In craftmatic beds
Looking down at
Sterile shined floors
Reflecting at us
Showing us in our
Glory
No beeps but panic
Is happening
I touch my lips
They are peeling
Like the skin of
A snake
I shake
My eyes go back
And forth
Is there no balm in Gilead ?
Where are you God?
Have you forsaken me, again?

Author's Note

Random thoughts from ICU

Reviews

[Jennesis]

sounds scary Rico. ICU is a lonely place. It can get really lonely and scary~

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess being there can make us question where he is...

and those mountains seem so damn far away.

the description puts us there in the ICU so well , i feel like i am in the next bed, looking out the same window.