10/4/2020

Trying to tread the liquid
My head is under water
Arms flailing
Thoughts sailing
In and out, pirouetting
In a psychedelic ballet.

Sounds flit in and out-
I cannot keep them straight.
Confused and adrift, lost inside
Overthinking, analyzing beyond
Necessity.

Someone speaks. I am only
Half listening.
Wandering, cavernous echoes
Steps resound within the gray
Bones
Hollowed out into halls.

A puddle, a puddle-
It was only a puddle.
Waded in, it became a lake
Then it stretched into a river
That fed into the ocean.

Tune them in, tune them out
Dash against the rocks-
Heed the lighthouse,
Ball and chain to my ankles
Drag me down.

Trying to tread the liquid.
My head is under water.
Arms flailing-
Thoughts sailing-
In and out, pirouetting
In a psychedelic ballet.

Will I be okay?
I don't know.
I can't say.