Little Box...(Shut In)
stuck in a floating sensation, catatonic.
electrical impulses, weightless like water.
breathing, scarf to keep warm.
excitement dying down.
convulsions,beautiful convulsions.
reminders of why action is needed.
filling empty space with nothing,
nothing but wasted oxygen, breathing.
something grabbing hold, tightly.
dragging down into darkness.
the light dims, forget about the light.
battery dies, theres is no light.
shut the door, to keep out the warmth.
Copyright © Joseph Silva | Year Posted 2006
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