AC broken,
fan on full blast,
yellow lights on
when I should be sound
                                            asleep.

legs straight out, like
roads meeting a horizon.
they                         look
                                            still,
like icy logs.
I wish my stagnation was
peaceful,
a forest under a blanket of snow.
Instead,

I am frozen
under unseen threat.
cortisol surges inside,
critters scuttling lively, fulfilling
their evolutionary purpose.