frankenmeds

i sat at the robot all day,peeling
paper from acrylic, inhaling uv fumes.
my nose feels like i snorted coke
and my head feels like i should still be in bed.
disorientation with a reason. it was almost
ten oclock when we went over the sunshine
skyway-- my daughter's fear of bridges,
especially those that collapse, seems like a silly thing
but after all, the infrastrucure is crumbling. the lights
were off, but the moon was full. it hit the suspension
cables like a spotlite. they're painted yellow
but they looked obsidian. i wanted
to stop at the top and just look at them
or be on a boat beneath them. always wantin to be
somewhere besides where i am. lookin to the future
which may never arrive. i could pass out from uv light
and fumes, the bridge could lose its footing, yellowstone's
old faithful could give the whole world a supervolcano.
that' why they have fema. that's why i have a fume extractor
which i didn't turn on today, the disorientation works
it's almost quitting time and i don't remember being here.