Atmospheric sound
suddenly cuts out,
like the electrical supply
of the universe
has been severed.
We stand
grabbing the frayed
tethered wiring,
feeling the emotional static
frying our minds.
Blinded by this abnormal fog
that clings almost solid to your skin.
It messes with your perception,
your whole way of thinking.
I was saying something,
I know not what.
I'm caught in a
disturbing time loop
of messy thought.
The fog surrounds
like I've never known,
I want to be at home,
but I'm somewhere,
nowhere, everywhere.
Where is here?
I can feel my body,
but all I see is
dense fog filling the air
I'm in a field
I've been here before,
many times, I'm sure.
My mind keeps opening a door
and wandering off.
I'm wondering where
I caught this chill and gritty cough.
When did I arrive here? Where is here?
The fog looms
learing over the scene
I'm disassociated like a bad dream.
Floating five feet behind,
watching myself
replay the same moment,
time after time.
I had something on my mind.
Rewind, when did I get here?
Why am I out in this cold?
Why have goosebumps started to appear?
Is it the chill or the looming fear I hold?
The fog, like a misty memory
urging me to replay
feelings I've seemingly mislaid.
Trying to make me to feel afraid,
by misplacing pieces of my story.
The fog drops down,
vaporous blanket over me now.
It messes with your perception,
your whole way of thinking.
I have that sinking feeling
like I've been here before,
somewhere,
anywhere,
everywhere.
Where is here?
I'm not too sure.
The fog masks reality
making everything unclear.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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