Miasmatic
wind
Air
inadequate
An instinctive state
of mind
Symptoms
mental and physical
Yell for help
but no one stops
We see
driver seats empty
People blindfolded
Clouds
above heads
create ghosts
I say “nothing”
to them
To me
they say nothing
Nature’s will
carved to
myth
in a bubble –
Prison
The icon of
my
anxiety
Where time passes
too slow
Then
too fast
Submitted by Caren McKenna, San Luis Obispo County – Los Osos.