I get so lost...

It doesn't happen to you, does it?

My day is a whirlwind of nothing.

Alarm clock, waffles, bus,

the circulatory system, conjugation of "aller,"

DNA structure, cold potatoes, Dickens,

bus, geometry homework, pasta,

toothpaste, Bradbury, bed...

And the world is spinning

and my vicious cycle


I cannot dream right now,

so I walk around my mind,

on the sidewalk, strolling...

I trip

and slam back into my bed.

Look into my eyes.

Go on, look.

What do you see?

Terror? Chaos? Destiny?

Beauty? Void? Steel?

Death? Life?