Focus (Haze)

that feeling when you're alone for too long inside your head. that time vortex type thing where nothing moves and everything dulls.

the cup has coffee stains around it

yesterday's is halfway empty

sitting somewhere on the counter

somehow the dishwasher's full

already the rain has started

although it's summer still

the humidity is dropping

the heat breaking even slower

than the chains around my neck

the kind that come with insence

an instruction manual

that I can't even begin to understand

there are colors all around me

despite the fact that I'm home bound

and I'm stuck here

as if you didn't know

I promise the phone's still working

it's just that no one ever calls

the darkness is hardly falling

but my eyelids can't stay open or closed

I can't get myself out there

but am stir-crazy staying inside

the chain slips from its statement piece

loosening from its pendant

and all my good luck charms are falling

caught ever so slowly in time

if there were snowflakes

they'd be three inches off the ground

and as it is

I am stuck

inside this time warp

called too many nights at home

the loneliness hardly falters

and my hands become my eyes

the blues

the yellows

and the reds

are fast becoming non existant

it's blurring all to grey

and i step into my lived in jeans

sticking my fingers through the belt loops

I'm all dressed up

all dressed up with nowhere to go

 

Reviews

[Interrupting Dawn]

OMG YOUR AMAZING!!!!!!!!!

this poem was awesome! like the lines are so random but they're still connected!
-awestruck-

[Ari]

I would suggest running this through a spell-checker, but otherwise I really enjoyed it. It kind of drags in places, and in others it flows well, exactly as time would in the situation that you describe. There's also a lot of really interesting imagery here.

Well done!

[lilly wildfire]

amazing.