Emotions and Anaesthetics
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
Emotions rage & flare inside my mind
I panic, scream, & quiver oftentimes,
But these explosive feelings feel confined
Behind a barricade that muffles, mutes, & binds.
I know I'm having feelings, but their sound
Is stifled, distant; my heart seems quite numb.
I should be frightened, angry; all around
My heart there's insulation from their hum
I've had my times of tumult, every nerve
Resounding with emotions, very often.
I've also had full numbness--quite a swerve
From vivid, sharpened feelings. In a coffin
I float upon an ocean of extremes
A mixture of my fear, joy, & frustration
But in hermetic safety, they're lost dreams;
I fail to feel them, e'en with concentration.
& on the whole, if I must go through a crisis,
Disaster, or delight, I'd much prefer
To feel it as it happens; these devices
Inform me, at the least, that they occur.
So please, assist me as I tear these walls
Surrounding me into a pile of rubble,
For safety is desired, but my heart calls
For some intensity, beyond the bubble.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
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