{"sf1_id":1535914,"sf2_id":"AnK4Zl51","title":"Calm chaos...","author":"Jiblits","words":437,"posted_at":"2020-01-18T07:20:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry","Short Story","slice of life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1535914-calm-chaos","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/AnK4Zl51","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/4b/4e/4b4ea985-4324-46d5-889c-89753389a8e0","description":"Short story poem","content":"Rambling reasoning - 42. - (short story poem)\n\nCalm chaos...\n\nA warm feeling running down my arm\n\nVision blurry, no real focus found, only certain something caused me harm\n\nCramping just crawling, twisted pieces of parts hang off a bigger mess now lightly holding me\n\nRepetitive pains echo on every part warm with glossy red, dust unsettled makes it hard to clearly see\n\nSounds of quiet blanket a lack of understanding\n\nHeadaches hold thoughts as a wanting to sleep grows rather demanding\n\nMoonlight keeps figures just too far to make out from shadows imagined among the chilling breeze\n\nOut of the bent bulk, a trying to stand leaves wobbly legs in a stagger, longing to instead rest on aching knees\n\nNot a light among the peaceful fields around, most of me wants nothing more than to lightly hug the ground\n\nFields of gold below, hide among shadows shown slowly swaying above\n\nAlive with whispers, I see many a person I did, \u0026 still do love\n\nAtop the hill, I see a sight like a dream\n\nThrough the unseen, bright blue shows onto what can now be seen\n\nPieces of plastic \u0026 metal line gravel clear down the path to where I am now\n\nAmong the trail of twisted transport, lies still, a rather large sow\n\nRelief overcomes my being, among all the red are tears forming a clear stream\n\nToward the side of the road story, voices call, though mumbles \u0026 shouting are only made out between\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe picture becoming clearer in mind, I understand somewhat, somehow\n\nToo much in the moment, my legs give way\n\nI here the voices near, as I fade off, hopefully into another day\n\nToo quick, too soon,to be the end...\n\nI ask time, once again, to be my friend...\n\n..................................................................................................................\n\nHeavy eye lids open to a roof unknown to my being, a constant beep by my side\n\nNext to me, a t.v. playing too loud, that I could only wish someone would hide\n\nA blanket over my legs, I see above me, a red bag \u0026 tube attached to my arm\n\nAfter the fragments of thoughts came together, I came to understand tomorrow came, \u0026 I must be in a hospital, getting treated for all the harm\n\nUnsure of the details, my pillow welcomes me to rest just a bit more\n\nTo ignore the noise, \u0026 look forward to hopefully seeing some of those that I adore\n\n- - - Thanks for reading - - -\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;- - - Always - - -\n\n  \n  \n\n"}