Chaotic

Dead static hissing in the background

hypnotically transports me

to another world. My deadened body

battened by the waves of sound,

an ocean in my ears, chaos in

my mind, churning my thoughts about.

There is no focusing, only motion,

confusion, and illusion. I shout

for it all to stop, to wake

myself for my sanities sake,

but there is no waking.

©2018

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