Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts

Thursday, April 17, 2008

What is going on?

God is crying on me.
His tears bead on my skin,
Cling to my eyelashes.
I slam the door to escape (from what?),
And barbaric sounds emerge
From my strained* throat.

I stand, waiting for my turn.
No time left, I turn to depart.
Say goodbye, please, say it.
I turn, and nothing stops me.
Dazed, in a trance, numb -
I don't get a turn at the watering hole.

Suddenly, I'm in it -
Gasping, liquid filling my lungs.
I'm not intoxicated, but
Which way is up?
Opening my eyes stings,
All I see are bubbles.

Where am I?



*looking for a word that means "previously unused but now is used" preferably with a connotation of now out of date, rusted, not smooth.







what the fuck.