gone

I’m gone
and I don’t really know
where to search for myself
looking around I see my thoughts
scattered all over the floor
they crawl in different directions like lunatics
oh, and there’s my heart
in my throat
pumping the colossal tears
my vision is blurred
my legs are not mine
they’re shortened to my knees

the bitter smell of coffee
coming from somewhere far
feels like a gentle slap in my face
what are you doing?
I hear
and I see my mind which wonders
and then it picks up some thoughts from the floor
and makes a careful selection
my heart walks to my chest
like a submissive soldier
and it starts to beat
to the rhythm of the chosen direction
and I…
I move from one dream to another

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