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school of abyss

I don’t belong here,
in the crushing deep abyss.
The triturating pressure,
makes me forget about the asphyxiation.
The frigid cold,
makes me numb to the loss of vision.
But I’m not dying,
Why won’t I just die?
I can still move,
Why have I not just been pulverized?
I begin moving, my thoughts
swimming next to me,
as light to reveal
only what I need to see.
It’s ok down here.
I resurface out of amnesia,
that I confuse for curiosity,
and the blinding sun
casts a shadow on my soul,
as it singes the shallow world.
So I sink until I can see again.

(2015)

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