Want's Closet
Location
Aching with no bruise, vena cava's clenching
Heart gushing in resonant clicks. Stomach is a wolf
Scratching at some meat. Reaching, but I fall
Tumbling through the seas. Seas of endless,
Sorrowful, Waves. Like his eyes- dark,
Stormy, coudless. He doesn't see me
But I do. I see adjectives and nouns
I'm watching- there's no sound.
An empty battlement of mind
Arrows fogging up the sky
Dirt in my veins- clogging.
Coffin sealed.
Breathing- or not
Suffocating.
Being with no use, imagination's reeling
An endless parade, Shadows on a stage
Mind creating a life, never lived.