It was a nightmare death

We kissed,

no one noticed.

No one cared.

We forgot.

Instead, it was a

nightmare death we recounted.

 

I heard the deafening crash

people started pacing around the room like animals, asylum patients or experiments

given up, then standardized by sound explicitly through the mind

like a lobotomy of wave lengths:

uncomfortable deafness,

uncomfortable heat,

the melody of moments unexpressed, cautious under danger-

pigs in a cage-

The noise is thick.

No one sleeps here.

No one is awake here.

No one has a chance here.