Traces of pain,
coursing through my veins.
Tugging at tubes,
willing my arms to move.

Pushing a button,
unconscious of reaction.
Calming,

"Come inside and sit right down",
the doctor told me with a frown.
"Now what's the problem in your head?
Why do you wish that

Night descends on the city sprawl
Blanketing everything in a coal  black shawl
Save  for eerie shadows cast by 

The borderline is fuzzy,

the genius it's there,

taking thought in introspection,

no reality to spare,

and to a point rides logic,

'til