Let the anaesthetic kick in
Just enough to know what’s happening
It’s measured drip feeding my veins
As loving murmurs dull the dumbing pain
One drip for memory
Two drips for posterity
Three drips I see a light
Four drips I’m taking flight
To no man’s land and this derelict aisle
This in-between so I might try for a while
To regain my composure
From the exposure
Of missing you