my head hurts,
my soul shakes,
a dull ache
resonates

through my brain
my skeleton
my fragile skin
what world am i in?

my delicate breath
keeps me afloat on
a cloud of dust and smoke.

the pain soaks through the walls;
the wicked thoughts
are just enough
to keep me here

but simultaneously
far from.

he pulls the reigns;
my thoughts jerk
back into reality,

but the strips of leather
slip away,
and i float away
into an endless game

of tomorrow?
or today?

the electricity flows in
violent
rowdy currents.

he can't stay afloat
and decides to paddle back
to shore,
to safety.

you're never
safe with me.
my brain is to complex
for such mundane
necessities.

-ea