Gratuitous Poem #6

Because I found another one in my notebook:

Lost in my foreign veins microbeasts

attack the unknown walls and capsules

confused in the dark between sleep and wake

when the dark won't fade

the room will never brighten there's

not even a window

the sun I knew so well kept from me

til I scratch my eyes out looking

for the cup I left on the table

I wouldn't go back to those first days if you paid

me a cupful of sunshine