STANDING WAVES.
SABRA LEORA
Glazing around with my head full of nothing
As we speak, my psyche is still humming
Seeing the tissue that runs deep in my eye
When it's coming at you and it feels like a pin
Drowning in my own heat of resistance
No recollection of the things that I just did
If I don't know how to be here now
Contamination will start hanging around
My flesh is flesh
My fear is sore
But not about being afraid anymore
So I'm finding the why
That fits the hole I can't find
When there is nothing left
Except water on the mind
Holding back in my mental rewind