If you feel #uneasy
listen to your instincts
your subconscious
tries to tell you what
your brain might not
be able to put
into coherent words
but the sense is valid
all the same

If you feel #uneasy
listen to your instincts
your subconscious
tries to tell you what
your brain might not
be able to put
into coherent words
but the sense is valid
all the same
Uneasy
I mean...
I wonder how the mind does it
because we habituate
to damn near everything
like smells
and darkness
and snakes
as long as it's constant
and our brain figures out
death has not, in fact, appeared
so how is it
this vague sense of unease
persists?
I lived
in the eye
of a hurricane,
a constant unease,
every shadow
whispered leave,
every daylight murmured
stay;
I died in the
cradle of a storm,
sos unanswered,
last light of empathy
sank
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"Uneasy"
Wow that took a much darker turn than I expected. It looks like there's still tons if stuff work through.
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Within the eye of
Her hurricane, dilated
I laid uneasy
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Calm, not the storm,
until the telephone call
then all went sideways.
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He thought of football
after the storm word appeared.
Harry not hurry.
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The feeling of eyes
On me, uneasy, crawling
Skin, shadow pursuit.
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Whispers through my mind
as a sleep meanders all around me
a songbird calls from far away
making me feel uneasy
tormented with shame
inflicted by corrupt men
Zoe chose his own end
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It's just how some days go. Tomorrow might be better.
Now gasping, burning
Blight so bright
Surroundings churning
Skull of stone
Forever turning
My insides flip,
And still I'm yearning
To live