Painful like aborting quintuplets
When the woman is 5 months in
By now you can tell, I tend to dwell
In a setting worse than Christian hell
Sharpest of arrows, the sturdiest bow
Aimless – at what do I aim this thing though?
Getting nowhere fast, must have shattered the record
And no, that was not the intent of my strenuous efforts
Memorizing pages of Alien Nation’s dictionary
At best I remember momentarily
Lapses in my memory occur customarily
No one is aware of me
But I’m aware of them
I once had a dream, it gleamed like a gem
Back when my sleep cycles used to reach REM
Now?
Wake up before it
Environment is boring
Not worth exploring
But I just can’t ignore it
Like a rat in the same
Cage for ages
Nothing changes
Not location nor sadistic faces
So then
What is
My deepest desire?
To flee far from
Familiarity’s empire