A sedative

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I want to quieten my mind
and each day I would count ways to do that.
Popping pills backward / gazing at the starlight
until dawn slaps me all over again.
A memory of death fidgets with my tectonic body.
I become so slow.
slow like degrading with the earth.

I count ways to quiet my mind while writing this poem.
There is a drop of water on my palm which freezes my hand,
like a singular stem of the numb horizon.

Hush, hush, hush.

I see my reflections
dying in the soiled air that slips upon my lips.
Violet and brown.
A colourless dream often.
I want to rest quietly,
with no connections any more

I could stare a small spot on the ceiling
like a moth
trying to endure a lie.
My words are epileptic today
just like me, all wobbly.
I stand here in a sitting position like a lotus,
and my organs defy my breath.
This poem is a bizarre,
try not to comprehend anymore.

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28 thoughts on “A sedative

  1. This is intriguing. I thought you were going to bring all the metaphors together at the end, but at the end you simply said- ‘don’t try to comprehend anymore’ and I realised how deeply engaged I was in the imagery you penned. Loved it.

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  2. This poem reads like a rambling mind on a twisted path. Since you can’t make any sense out of your journey you are requesting the readers not to comprehend anything our it. Believe me, beauty always roses from the dissonance.
    This poem is a different you.

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