In the waterless green pool in the middle of
the room, sounds and breath, eventual moans of pain.
Each day has a new song,
today was the song of the psycho killers
that follow you through shady hallways.
Sometimes I think "What is Judi Dench doing?"
My arms hurt, but they are floating
in the waterless green pool in the middle of
the room. No one respects the limits of the pool.
They run, they get too close, they cross it, they walk on it.
My legs hurt just like my arms hurt, but more.
I don't understand what is happening to
how can I be in two places at the same time?
How am I supposed to wake up and sleep again?