A Little Coma ( …of my own)Edit 1. chris,emily, emma

[ellajam]

Hi, I have just a few notes for your poem.

I’m glad you came. I knew you would. I’ve been expecting you.
Sorry it’s so dark in here. I closed my eyes some time ago,
Ago, a month...who knows. I enjoyed the repeats except this one, I can't figure out any hope for ago.

What will happen? Have you a plan? I rather hoped you might.
Funny though, my talking seems to make the moments pass away.
Pass on, pass by…pass over.

It’s not that no one talks to me, I hear them call my name;
I listen to the voices ask why is it that he sleeps so long.
So long, goodbye…farewell.

I need to ask, while you’re still here, before you go away,
if you are me. Does that sound odd? And if you are, then who am I?
Am I, was I...I am. love this part, the confusion rings true, I've seen it in severe illness

Inside my head I start to lose the freedom that this cave provides.
From out of warm and breathless night I watch an alabaster dawn.not a fan of alabaster
Dawn on, on me…I wake.

I’m glad you came. I knew you would. I’ve dreamt of you so long.
Familiar face, beautiful eyes, but why the tears? I’m back with you.
With you, with you…and me.

Tectak
2013