my meager dreams feed on monstrous wretchedness awake and then asleep rising out of smoky lungs the pack of lights now heavy with nicotine pungent and percolating tar through the murky waste my lungs have become quivering in unceasing restlessness knocks my nightmares seeking to play taunting my desperation and feigned pretenses of the day snatching masks stripping bare to the bone imprisoned in my miserable quest of the unattainable.

time creeps at night giving you time to think of hope of the disguises you wear of the happiness you chase and the indignities you render your body to bear.

© Sandhya Suri


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