yesterday
I was “open ears and open eyes”
yesterday
there were voices flowering in my head
I hope
it will get better soon, I thought
I’m always
just eating the pain on these days
there is nothing I can do but pray and wait
Frustration mounts a decrepit horse
he tries to make him walk
I ignore him but he speaks to me from every mouth
it’s dizzying
I boil with exhausted anger
I ignore the evil
all the while I’m caught in a fog
and just want to hide away.