2 AM and channel 5 and 102 collide.
Nurses put ice packs under your arms.
A woman’s voice sells youth,
10 years backward if you buy.
Blood glucose 45.
Blood pressure dives under the bed.
For 1 minute I want to hide there, too.
Closed eyes frighten.
A wall clock ticks in the mind.
Miracle lotion keeps you looking 40.
I will you to promise me one hundred and five.
We begin life over and over again.
Hang onto the ledge of the numbers.
They just made it look easy.