Hazmat Suit Blues

- Hazmat Suit Blues - Can't reach my stupid Cell phone. I'm wheezing when I breathe. My throat is parched and dry as stone My nose tickles and I sneeze. My bum is super itchy. The window's scratched and fogged. I'm sweating and I'm sticky. This damned air line's getting clogged. I must practice moving arms - Learn again to walk and run. Forgot the taste of Lucky Charms. I’ve Lost the art of having fun. I'm hungry and I'm thirsty. Think I'll raid a boarded store. No one will ever know me. They can't see me anymore. Think my brains got up and flew. I fear I'm headed for the crazy..! Am I protecting me from you Or am I saving you from me..? Shadow Seeker ---- March 2020