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.


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