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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