Parainsonmia (A Poem)

There is too much air in my chest

And not enough in my lungs

I stumble, reset, refocus

 

There are faces in the dark

With wisps of smoke for hands

That reach for me

My mouth opens to scream

And scream and scream but

No one hears a thing

 

I stumble to find the switch

For light that floods the room

Stumble, reset, refocus

 

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