Five Volts Shy of the Chair, Maya Montena

Five, four, three, two, one

Five times the microwave beeps

Five little cakes in a circle

Five pages into my book

Five single petals fall

Five flowers in a vase

One, two, three, four, five

Five ‘til five and the sun is setting

Five months I have sat in this room with

Five small holes in the walls

Five sets of eyes and ears behind them

Five sharp knocks at the door

One, two, three, four, five

Five men in white

Five words to me they say in total

Five o’clock and I haven’t had a drink

Five sips of a cranberry liquid

Five seconds and I’m gone

One, two, three, four, five

Five times the monitor beeps

Five flashes of light across her eyes

Five wild blinks as she cries for help

Five fingers curled

Five shocks, she and I are miles apart

One, two, three, four, five