the urgency is burning
my flesh is trembling
how can i stay sane in these days
where one’s voice is scarcely heard
my nerves stand on end
how can i stay focused
when all the energies of people
mill around me?
i feel trapped in this labyrinth
losing my mind
ánd my creativity
i can only see as far as this poem
- it sits ninety centimetres from my eyes -
how sad that i do not see any further
but in the next blink
i see beyond this blinding page
right into the shining metaphor
that is strung around my tongue
and suddenly
i can
breathe
into
infinity
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