ICU
they flock around you humming
something tuneless at first
long wave whale-song rife with clicks
seeding yawning passages of silence
just this side of utter and complete
a sermon on the verge of ending
every moment of every hour
jolting me awake with nasal whoops
every time I nod off bathed
in blue light eyes
locking on the relentless
locking on the relentless
scroll of their ragged march.
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