On a chair
On a cliff
My back is straight
My arms are stiff
It churns
On angular
Axis
Gracious
Then Gaunt
Back and
Forth
Momentum
Momentous
Backwards?
Nothing
Just the chair
Rocking
Tipping
Anxiety
Anticipating
I flail before
Straightening
Caught once
Again
Always always
Hesitating
Again
I am coughing
Again
I am drowning
See me smiling?
It’s quiet
Screams sent
Screeches screamed
But only when
Slumbering
Silence kept
Returning
Is the Sanatorium moving?
Except the grime
My lungs secreting
Drowning
My coughs in my arm
There is no sign
There is no alarm
Just is
Is
Is
Rocking
Back
And forth
Coughing, stumbling
And finally finally
Falling

I flail before
Straightening