Ribs of stainless steel restrict breath
to the mere minimum for life
life that is scattered with meaningless repetition
and undone tasks.
Intentions thoughts and aspirations
rub confusedly in the fog of incomprehension
and disappointment seethes quietly
in the grey realms of thwarted imagery.
Hope lies unresponsive from her struggle
with inevitability
and desire hangs loose
like a broken drawer in a forgotten chest.
Loss feels her way tentatively
into the openess of awareness
awareness crowded with a plethora of unfulfilled dreams...
dreams that can never breathe with life.