i am only fucked up.
after several hours of trying to make sense
because i can't taste
can't feel
can't smell
can't spell
i am only fucked up
looking in
looking out
sorting
or
at least
trying
i am only fucked up
heckling plants
from the corner
deciphering irradescent
colours
messages
from the flooded basements of brooklyn
and beyond
i am only fucked up
buffering simplest ears
against truth
saving smallest legs
from carrying
swallowing the most
swimming the deepest
saying the wrongest
tasting the worst, the best, the blandest, the hottest, the coldest, the newest, the oldest, the sharpest, the dullest, the quietest.
that might be the proof.
the quietest.
i can only devise,
assume
understand
that
i am fucked up.