Lost perspective is ominous silence
that sits alone on a bench
without a friend in the world.
Freely
it offers sensory erosion
a complimentary psychosis
with cyanide cocktails at seven.
*
When hopelessness gains a foothold
reason becomes fallen prey
ripped bleeding heart
canine-punctured lungs
as hyenas feast in ravenous frenzy.
Missed signs and symptoms.
No motion sensors tripped.
Invalid threat assessment.
*
Darkness this patient
chooses its moments,
is venomous poison
voracious cannibal
that denies a customary sick note
and sends you on your way
externally intact
rife with confusion
and nobody knows
and nobody has time
in a world self-predicated on fast-moving everything
you evolved
attention spans shortened
cognitive process subpar
long term memory screwed
to assuage traumata for all who disappeared
from lost perspective
in ominous silence.
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