read this, but do not in haste// minutes fall, a light snow. spring reveals itself, but underneath, decay. a low hum of the earth renewing itself. life, harmonizing. I looked around today to find the chaos unsettling. Hearts, a race. pulsing. moving. my veins, tiny fires. Remarks. It comes and goes, but it is there. Pulsating. It’s advised: never be alone ((no hiding in plain sight)). News, struck like lightning.
Liquid creeps into my hearing, I’ve drawn a bath. Soaking wet thoughts. My nose twitches, sickness bellows. Underwater blur, everything is unclear. dirty windshields//wipers, back and forth. I think about you, I don’t even know you. I am empathetic. So, mournful. Everything is beautiful and calm. If you could only see it now. It is too late. I can’t shake this feeling and it’s taking the wheel. It’s the finale, the chaos drives away. I rise, dry my soul with a towel, and take a breath.