Mass Stranding


Punctured holes

To stop the explosion

It keeps exploding


And I’m here waiting for words

To settle              and                                                        release

I’m stuck here


In this time

In            this         moment


I’m stranded here

With untethered strings


In the coarse universe

Wet sand between my feet


Red lips leave a mark

The stain is always there

Ever present


Swirling off the skin

My eyes adjust to the neon signs

The purple glow

And Dopamine surrounds us,

Serotonin to choke on


For a moment or two

We can forget that we are stranded.


© A.R. Minhas 2017


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