Musings in a Hospital Gown

ultimately

i wish it were snowing

i wish i could attribute

the fact that i am freezing cold

to something so trivial

like the weather

a nurse asks me to describe the pain

throbbing, stabbing, shooting

i am overcome with fatigue

that is lukewarm

and i am overexposed

i pretend i don’t know what pain is

for once the chords

that opened my throat

letting me breathe

now play in symphony

and i hyperventilate