Posted: Sep 5, 08 10:10pm

Anesthesia

Gina Lunyou 10/9/2003

Motionless I lie,

Bright lights above

People all around me,

Voices faded

I am neither here

Nor there

In a neutral place,

Peaceful

Am I dying or

Am I dead?

The room looks

Foggy

I hear them but

No strength

I can’t

Respond

Their voices

Echoing

Through the recesses of my soul

Calling my name

My limbs are heavy,

Needles poking

But, I don’t feel,

Not really

Not going

Neither gone

Half in

Half out

I am

suspended