Meter Monday: "Untitled"

by Marilyn Moy

 

facing things head on

taking the bull by the horns

huh

i am in another world

world of escape

from reality

not even registering your words

not even touching the surface of my heart

when the abyss is a deep detestable monster

everything in different saturations and textures of gray

gray areas

are my homely aesthetic where I dwell

 

slap me awake

need all em rude awakenings I can get

i find myself

looking at myself

on a minuscule island

with emptiness as my intangible friend

 

I don't know what i'm writing for

why am I here again?

why do I have breath still in me?

 

oh look

a camouflaged door in the midst of this gray