Bees

How many words at night just like bees in a hive buzz in my head! “No pulse.. failed the brain test.. apneic, pronounced dead”, somebody said. Oh, life and death, you look so much alike and equal that I seem to do not care who grants me such a long-awaited dreamless dream. A short sleep of the dead and then it will repeat itself: a bee, another one, a pad, a pen, a night, a sleeplessness, a me.