Published Monday, June 14, 2004 by Neil.
Springs dampness weighs on everything,
Movement is leaden,
Hope is slow to come,
Time moves as if not concerned with actual time,
even the clocks are damp,
My bones feel heavy with dampness,
The cats seem to move slowly,
dampness
Lost,
Pain and weakness envelope me,
Death happening all around me,
My right side of my body no longer works,
fading,
lost