Awake, arise

Pinned to a mattress
like a boxer on a canvas.

Made out of lead
arms, legs, torso and head.

The bedroom’s gravity turned up too high
time ticks by and by and by.

I lift my skeleton up out of bed
awake, arise the undead.

 

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