Liminal (I just exist)
All around I find glimmers of hope
In a starving field they dwindle with time
I’m desperate to catch any noise
But the echo of silence crawls into my ears
Then feasts on my perceptions
I look for anything familiar
Patterns to match my color
It all seems to clash and turn to rubbish
I’m recycled with it and sink into the earth
Why does the stillness feel so intense?
I’m just sitting in this closed-off tomb
Gasping for confirmation of this hollow body
From here…to where?
I can freely venture
Could I meet the threshold of this place?
Doesn’t seem I want an exit to reveal itself
I stay comfortably coddled by these invisible chains













