The sleeper shivers. Fangs tangle veins.
Urgency every moment, years of moments.
Presence in my lungs, growing…growing…
Survival above happiness, neither one affordable.
Forget me, I am only passing.
Once, fearlessly, I felt every change.
“A drunken existence,” said the cook.
Cold pizza breakfast, coffee, and deadlines.
Dragging myself through the antibiotic haze.
Insurance companies: the most expensive worthlessness.