DESENSITISATION
It creeps up my neck
Transformative unpleasantries.
An unshakeable demon clinging to me,
Devouring my explicit discomfort
Involuntary hospitality.
Repulsion pricks at my skin
Contrasting with the beating of my
Heart that resonates through my ears.
Each erratic beat is a taunting reminder
Forcing my own aversiveness
Upon me.
Persistent exposure brings me
One step closer to
Numbness. I become stripped
Of remorse, affection, feeling.
But what is it to feel? I wonder
For this intriguing notion is
Unbeknown-st to me I
Learn to keep away
spoken word:
spoken word:
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