STRANGE FEELINGS
The ticking of the clock gets on my nerves,
echoes in the chambers of my coop.
A blank stare on my face
draw my soup I cooked.
A small eternity, no more or
silent none the less.
I got a deep sinking into longing
my mouth trying to squeal.
Strange feelings flooded,
I couldn’t think of a name for them,
tied the knot,
cry like a human.
Knees sink to the ground,
the hand clenches into a fist,
those feelings make you anxious,
strangles between them.
The voice at the head of the freezer roars,
cover up the ticking.
The heart breaks the peace with its beats,
throw the breath heavy.
I hear about the apartment upstairs
the sound of the shower drum.
The wind cries in pain in the windows,
clings to the darkening of my consciousness.
Strange feelings flooded,
I couldn’t think of a name for them,
tied the knot,
cry like a human.
Knees sink to the ground,
the hand clenches into a fist,
those feelings make you anxious,
strangles between them.