Tuesday, 12 December 2017

nausea

nauseating
this place
and me
?

tirelessly seeking
for equilibrium
there are walls
inside me
pushing 
one 
another

my words
my thoughts
make no sense
anymore

what this city does to you
is make you porous
and numb
at the same time
you swallow everything
but without letting it
swallow 
you

I've closed my ears
but I still hear
the nauseating
whispers
from the streets

I still hear
I still feel

yet
as I shut my door
as I sit in a corner
of my room
as I close
my eyes
my
self

I
swallow

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