14 Minutes

Room 5 – that’s where it starts It is always 14 minutes from being nowhere You can settle in for liquid cocktails Ordered up by an oncologist and pharmacist The mixologist has 10 years experience delivering the Red Devil No mucking about. She knows how to get you where you are going And get you there in one ragged piece of your self. You’ll walk out but your mind and muscles are punked out pieces of meat It’s like going ten rounds with Ali. Punch drunk from a float and jab You will watch his feet float like a butterfly and his jab sting like a bee But you are always 14 minutes away from being nowhere People will speak, their mouths will move like slow motion action You will see the spittle and the tongues wagging wildly but again you are still 14 Minutes away from being nowhere No one understands They all care Or at least they say they do. Drum roll please! Strike the drum smartly Ed. Lower it to the ground Room 5 – is always where it starts. And it damn sure is 14 minutes from being nowhere.