A dancer sent in a haiku each block; we watched his ability to speak coherently deteriorate.
Courtesy of author
It's really sweaty
How are there nine more of these
Tell mom I love her
Block 2
Sweat rains from ceiling
No one has died yet I think
I'm optimistic?
Block 3
Body is failing
Must be a way to escape
I despise standing
Block 4
Interminable
There's still a fucking day left
How will I survive
Block 5
I am sleep dancing
This is called insanity
Free Bobby Shmurda
Block 6
I think it's daytime
I have no concept of time
Refrigerator
Block 7
Rejuvenation
80s theme did it for me
I should survive now
Block 8
Really exhausted
Sandstorm may be illegal
I can see the light
Block 9
Strangely energized
Did we really make it here?
Smells like sweat and farts
Block 10
Amazing event
I may never stand again
But it was worth it