The lights blink

Suddenly I itch all over

It’s a phase, it passes

The sedation takes hold

and just for a time

the crushing noise abated

Only my own sick thoughts

and the ringing in my ears

to console me

As I am awarded

Condemnation

Lacks presentation

Morose lamentations

of all the best intentions

No hoary thunderer

or sunny cosmic muffin

greets you at the finish to say

Oh, they meant well