The city failed to be appealing,
as was seen by the trees shaking
their naked bending limbs.
But it was no mistake that the atmos(fear)
was perfectly parallel to the sentiments
of those inside,
where the sickening smell
of overcooked food,
wafted in a degree that led you to believe
It was not only scent but what's traveling up
the feeding tubes.
People within every room
shifted in remote control beds,
smiling with drugs and alien demeanor-
having found that oxygen flows better
through the hoses.
Unlike most, one man sat back tinged
with amusement at seeing his family.
Laughing almost when he tried
to lighten the mood,
"It's like someone needed some tissue!"
but it was a funny way to joke about lung cancer.