just like ” can’t find my way home “

the feeling

of being

lost

echoes

in

decibels.

i know that i am home now

but some weird feeling is telling me

i haven’t arrived yet —

getting wasted

by the minute

in slow dragging

motion,

this was

not my idea of

coming

down

of

a

high.

i see mortality never moves. it stays

on the same side

of my mother’s bed, in tranced,

its vigilant stare

burning

a void

eating all the patients

has to

give.

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