a cough breaks the silence,
the dust from the window settling in my lungs,
as i lay my head against the cold glass and try to see outside,

my iv drips, my bones ache, my head pounds,
i administer the needle into my own arm, the nurses gone,
you haven't come by in a long time, i do this all alone,

i can no longer move towards the window,
and the dust settles onto my cold body.