battle nest

Exasperation
lungs so tight
heads' got an axe
in the back
and hurts in flight
tingles come and linger
tremors in my fingers
people on the ringers
don't understand
 I can't talk
for here ticks the clock
and I'm such a mess
an embarrassment at best
sitting in
this
battle nest

I won't rest
I can't rest
though I'm wheezing up a storm
behind the spindle
behind the wheel
behind the controls ...
deal with it, deal
with the cards
of risks
of meals
for me
this is like
being
in the Navy Seals

of meds
and beds
and pillows
and shreds
of glory
in between
gory ..

damn the clock
it's moving
still.