Things are not what they’re supposed to be.
Great unexpectations, wandering worlds apart.
Falling through gallows, the big gap that distances
I turn on the tap, water goes wishy-washy.
Then, memories.
Moonlight flashes through the solitary window that
sits in its place oh-so-daintily, so quietly.
I blink again. Eyes now wide open and free
of particles that obstruct my opinions. I set thee free;
he walks past me. As if nothing happened.
I look at the pictures on the walls of the skyscraper.
Painfully, I wince with every step I took. It was pain
that was excruciatingly unbearable.
As a result of my past experiences.
Lightning strikes twice, I lose my hearing.
Thunders come after. No resonance.
I feel my world slipping away to oblivion
that horizon.
I feel your touch just pass by, missing me.
Wafts of your scented perfume entice me to your
haunted bedroom.
Gratefully, I thank thee for nights of
purely unbearable cognition.
Goodnight, world.
