Some days I feel like I'm peering at life through a lens
The world fades out and I'm sucked far away
Yet
I can still see from the small viewpoint I have
My ears ring and I don't even know where I'm at
Only that I'm not there
Not where my body stands
Any evidence of the inner person hidden behind a humane expression
When I come back it takes a moment m
Like stumbling home drunk
The world sways
Everything hits at once
The smell
The people
Not as far away as they were moments ago
How long was I gone?
Did anyone notice?
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Contemplation
PoetryPoems to feed your soul Some old and new Be wary that the content is raw and open
