Electric Hum
The electric hum never stops
Even when the lights are dark
And my thoughts are unleashed
To traverse every known world.
An undeserved sentence from
Those not any the wiser
Has sent me here, this
Blazing sterile, white tiled room
Where the darkest dreams are
Born and feed upon my mind
To become stronger, stealthier
Eradicable by white coated, gloved
And booted whispering shadows
Void of emotion; only professionalism.
My home, having known nothing
More since forever ago, cold
Without comfort and ever present
Is that awful electric hum.
Copyright © Karlin K. Jensen | Year Posted 2014
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