few bits of blood given for test tubes

twelve hours without drinking or eating

parched throat

it's all so casual

i don't care

must be the medication working

its miracles

or the sunlight

that flows over everything

giving a golden unearthly hue

something out of a painting

describing a dream

my mind too

bathed in light

rays of sun

finding their way in

to my thoughts

flipping switches

16.07.2013