Friday, July 27, 2018

Celeste Seek Shelter Now


Ordinarily, death seems out of reach
Never considering whether you are within reach
Protected by a ton of metal and plastic, by policy, law, and mother
So why do I want to watch
In awe in shock in realisation that you are soon to be dead

Knowing and  watching and doing nothing about it
The spectacle  that is breaking news

The adult I never thought I would be
Right here right now, a nihilist questioning
Questioning self
Is this the real?
Is this how I should feel?
Watching you die