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chemicals
by Kalikala SmithIt seems sometimes
(drift...)
that I can't concentrate,
that whatever needs
to permeate my brain,
refuses entry and runs,
runs.
It feels like me,
in my conscious state,
refuses to be awake
aware
(blind am I,
searching in the dark,
for something I'm not sure of)
so I can't
communicate,
just go through the motions
(up, down)
like I'm a robot
(how would you like your dinner,
raw or dead?)
and culture swirls around
like everything is fine...
(what do you do for a living doctor?...
"I kill babies.")
Oh, that's nice but,
I feel like something's wrong
no, it's crazy in my mind.
Some insane bubble
rushing, expanding,
bursting like a riot solid mass,
flesh against flesh fighting
but conscious just swims
into another nightmare
another dream of
twisted explosions
confusion.
Such is life
(I want you... you're beautiful...)
too young.
Can't think sometimes
flooded, information
comes in so fast,
most rushes out at the next sigh.
I'm in
a chemically induced world.
(needles, vaccinations)
Sigh. 04/12/2003 Posted on 04/12/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
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