Resuscitated

Resuscitated

I was unaware I was lifeless

Non-resistant

As I floated in the deep currents

Unmoving

No response to the rhythms around me

Unblinking, no flinching

As lightening strikes and thunder rolls

Sitting in acquiescence

As the trains leave the station

Non-judgmental of sinners

Desireless in carnal surroundings

Stationary like a rock on a gin mill

Unapologetic as stale drool on old sheets

Dust bunny

Isolated and huddled in a dark corner

Unconscious as a boxer's eyes

Before his body even hits the canvas

I was still

Quiet and Cold

Then a stranger came along

Gathered me together

Pressed their lips gently to mine

I was resuscitated