Tumbling down in the darkness beneath the stars
Freefalling through the absence of light
Falling down
down
Down
no gravity
Eternity in suspension
the feel of your breath squeezing out of your lungs
Until light…
sickly yellow like pitiful hope
Faces known and loved
maybe
Voices rising and falling like crashing waves.
déjà vu.
You’ve been here before, stood alone and explained
the feel of your breath squeezing
So many things so many times that you forgot the words
the feel of your breath
Rolling off your tongue like dimmed pearls of pseudo-wisdom
the feel of your
And you speak and speak but they can never see
the feel of
Your mouth opens with fury frustration in wordless agony.
cassandra’s madness.
Around you (invisible) the world turns and turns until it spins
nausea's too long fingers dragging inside your throat
Faces blur the ground disappear and still
you can’t stop you can’t stop you are only the sound tearing through the air
That scream that is not yours, that is everything you are
the wounded beast under thin veneer of civilization
Pours out of you like translucent blood.
you die.
(dreams don’t have to make sense)
Jerking back to life
anxiousness is the worm burrowing in your stomach
You never cry in your dreams.
*The feel of your breath bleeding out into the air.