Stranded into a world
unimagined,
I find this life too nauseating.
before I can finish puking
all of my undigested rage and confusion,
I tripped and fell into an eternal ennui,
a space of blankness, grains of abysmal calmness fill.
I dig a black hole to engulf all this in a blink,
splitting a tiniest particle unfathomable to a naked eye.
Now,
for now,
I breath.
9.24.2020