Complex emotions overshadow conscience.
Like swimming wide-eyed underwater,
Or heavy breathing in a hazy room.
Myopic. Transient. Harrowing.
The disturbing flash of Being
As a momentary entrance and exit.
The inconclusive sense of belonging.
As an unshakeable feeling of longing.
Desolate wretchedness.
Superficial affliction…
This desolate wretchedness.
Like broken glass on a public floor.
A nuisance and a hazard.
This desolate wretchedness
Is like the slow ticking of a clock.
Present; constant. Subliminal.
Or the steady, dark steps on a corrosive night.
Forget it.
