Notastrokebutlife

My eyes closed
And there was a light flickering 
One thousand beats per minute

Was I having a stroke?
Or was it because 
The curtain fell?

Fell from me choking down
The thick-airy-night
That rode into my brain
From the proverbial glut
​
Of fear-and-blood-from-the-heart
Too much for 
A weary mind
To welcome
Without physical 
Result