humanity a low din in the back of my mind
laughing, joking, accepting quietly
the tragic hilarity that is right now
I had to get some kind of food
I've been living on trash perpetually
indulging in the isolation
avoiding what interaction is somewhat allowed
As I entered the store
I felt a rush of distant nausea
my mask weighing more than usual
suddenly aware of prying eyes
and an abundance of anger and frustration
I knew exactly what I wanted
but my mind was scrambled
with the untidy feelings in the room
Everyone was in some sort of hurry
I ended up with a dull pain
right between my eyes
and my heart felt like it was being squeezed
by a hot iron fist
I couldn't get out of there fast enough
practiced calm belaying no indication
of the extremes simmering internally
I went back home and crawled inside
my unhealthy food and other vices
Staring at a familiar work of fiction
glad to be away from it again
sad that there's no real escape
wishing I could blip completely out
only for a few moments in time
