how long does it take?
a million thoughts per second
I have only to grasp but one
and make it stick
but this delusional misery
makes me different
and silences the norm
to shadow someone
I choke at the thought
my independent sea
took many years to fill
and I don’t know how to swim but there
I’ve become nocturnal
and my body now frightens easily
I’m choking again
I cannot fathom why
and every day people ask
I laugh but I’m scared
it’s a lovely thing to have dreams
yet I avoid sleep
so as not to have them end
I swear to me it’s dark as dust
and just as mystical
Copyright L.M. 2007.