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my world spins, the floor tips away
a bright blue flash slaps my cheek
my arms begin to spazm and i begin to sway
i collapse to the floor, suddenly weak
the room whirls, i roll down the wall
suddenly i'm standing, i start to run
i feel like a marble as i float down the hall
i trip on a lavender boulder seen by no one
it's suddenly so funny i can't help but laugh
though the feeling is so sad i just want to cry
the chaos assaults me, i fall off my chair
my own arms start to hit me so i bite them
everything turns green then violet then black
terrified, i jump, hit my head on the lamp
my soul takes a leap, leaving me behind
but it finds no reprieve from the chaos
i shudder and cry out an incoherent yelp
i cower in my darkness, freezing inside
i wait for someone to find me and want to help
until then i shiver and writhe where i hide
there are only three who can help that i know
the first two are far away in the place i call home
the third is so close, but i know she won't show
so i lie here and fight my insanity alone
i fall into a fitful sleep to awake in misery
it's hard to navigate this confusing world
a few friends notice my pain and pause in their hurry
but they cannot pull me from the pit to which i've been hurled
a phone call home and a voice i love helps so much
with one hand i grab a hold on reality
and then the care of another i love, her help, her touch
and finally i again can stand straight and steady
        but i'm still confused



David Noelle, Fall 1991
WWW: http://www.Straylight.org/dave
E-Mail: Dave Noelle <dave@Straylight.org>


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