indifference


i feel raw and lost and numb,

like my soul has been tossed

into a cauldron of insincerity

and ingratitude,

and churned by a wooden log,

rough, scathing my skin.

a piercing screech that permeates

my reverie,

flooding my ears and thoughts,

dulling them to extinction.

ingredients of ignorance and uncaring

added to the potion,

placed not on flames that crackle,

but silent, cindering ash

from a previous brew,

lethargically heating the air about me,

yet, not effecting my sensations.

let me stay in the cauldron,

i pray.

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