An Answer to a Question I Never Asked

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Space...

Disjointed. 

    Disoriented.  
        Misplaced. 
            Unforgiving. 

I thought about it,  
Yes, it's the struggling to walk 
On the uneven sands of the beach, 
Drunk despite never having tasted alcohol, 
Dodging hordes of people—
'Candid', selfies, reels—
All in a frenzy. 
 
Listening to the lull of the coming rain, 
Digging my fingers into the soil, 
Earthworms wriggling at the intrusion. 
 
The lizard, it clinging to the ceiling of my bedroom,  
Me, clinging to the single shred of energy I've felt all day.

 
Clinging.

Clinging.

Clinging.  
 
The last time my heart closed in on itself, 
Unshed tears making me breathless, speechless, 
Envisioning the approaching apathy.  
 
Disjointed.  
    Disoriented.  
        Misplaced. 
            Unforgiving. 
 
Headstones stained with slashes of white.
Her grave veiled in dead leaves, 
Becoming of death.

The smell of exhaust from vehicles hurtling past, 
Life, a stone's throw away. 
 
Comfort in the memories, 
Discomfort in nostalgia. 
Demure and vapid in action, 
Brazen and deafening in thought. 
 
Disjointed. 
    Disoriented. 
        Misplaced. 
            Unforgiving. 
 
A torrent of answers, 
Nothing makes sense, 
Unable to decipher the extent. 

Insanity and sanity blurring into oblivion, 

In the midst of it all—

No credible question?