catatonic
i keep swimming
in my own
invisible sea,
swallowing water like art on the walls
i keep
for a home
i'll never own
nobody sees them
much less (me).
i am no longer
who i used to be.
fish
swim
whales thrash... all
this is theirs.
i don't even belong
in my own
(sea).
an ocean... it
empties slow,
fills
back up again.
this is my vortex,
like a salt water bath tub and
i spin
round and round,
caught up
in the (massive) swirl
of
decline...
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