The redwine stain
Total confusion
give yourself to the randomness
The hallucinations and vertigo
The mood swings that alter your facial expressions
Against your will from hospital beds
breathless oxygen must be connected
Machines set to keep you going
narcotics to sabotage the whole process
Bloodshot eyes and tornado nausea
You cut the anchor to let yourself float
pulled away from shore
by inevitable currents
smiling from the depths
upward toward the surface
euphoria stirring in their flows
And the total confusion drags you under
breathless you seek the painkiller
for those crucial fifteen minutes of relief
are a compounded fifteen hours of agony
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