Still as a statue, posed, arms ready
To jump the fence to enter the new place
But the pause, the turn away the wander off
Like the thought was plucked from his brain
Rhythmic beating and singing chimes.
Time to meet with fate.
Don’t look down the barrel it’ll only get deeper
When you drop something in it something falls from above
In a painting endless circling no love.
The buildings all flooded.
Trying to escape.
Or not. Change of pace.
The pop in my ear as the air turns sour and I’m waiting for the hour when he’s gone so I can pretend to sleep.
Before you do it make sure
Sure of what?
That the nonsense isn’t making the sense worthless?
Nonsense is where I hide if I break the language they can’t follow so I can’t be found at the end of it.
The reciprocate taste.
I’ll stay if you stay.
Doesn’t sound very nice but it’s not like that it’s lIke
Without you I’ll be so lost
And I’m so scared everyone keeps going away
But beyond that it’s just that I need to know you’re okay
All the time
Okay that’s ridiculous
Putting angles where they don’t belong
That’s not a typo
I was just checking to see if you were paying attention
I wasn’t.
I don’t know what’s been happening around me this whole time the world is shut out it’s just a tunnel
If only I could get out of this tunnel.
Yes slow down I am willing to do I can slow down if you want me to.
All the joints feel disjointed and the muscles feel like meat.
Nothing feels right when the fog is so thick and the body in it is so tired.
Sometimes I feel trapped and I want to go out get out do something anything but
So tired.
Music is where I go to hide from the weirdness the music caused.
His music is where I go to hide from the feelings his music caused.
I’m tired.
I’m so tired.
Are you so tired?
The worst part is the fault lies on how my mind perceived it
Misconceived perceptions
And accidental direct hits.
I think I’m almost at the end of my wits.
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