Im Condensing

Incandescent with rage - I question.

How to feel when i want to feel nothing at all.

How do I not burst the bubble,

Ego,

Perception,

Dreams,

when my hair starts to frizz

under the heat of pains beams.

How do I put out a fire

when it's burning in my palms,

and all my energy dwelling

starts ticking like a bomb

and

why do I love it and hate it?

the same way I do with technology

or the Cathartic questioning of mans psychology

our biology screams our pain

with each click of the clock,

deepening the dampening of our name.

I realize our perceptions mean little more,

than the crawling crevices

etched into every and any rock.

Unique to every degree, yet

still walked over -

unseen.