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