some fogged memories of dust
drooled over dreams
lacking color
lacking taste
lacking...

edges of my mind
redundant
"I've been here before"
deja vu
find myself in the
same dark room
same distant faces
same depressing mood

shrink
I'm small
sinking
clawing
tear up the ground in sizable fists
let the world fall through the cracks in my palms

the numbness of my mind
a pathetic storm
screaming
calm