The warm sound of a zipper cutting the air
A large zipper
Not the nightmare of a pants zipper
Or the monotony of a backpack zipper
The zipper of a medical bag
Holding tools for life
Paper shuffling
Pain in my chest
Uncomfortable
Too warm
Too cramped
Not enough air
Quiet rooms make me nervous
Make my chest tight
Make my jaw clamp onto my cheek
Hoping for feeling
Anything
Anything but silent numbness
I sit back
Stretch my shoulders
Lean my head
Hoping for feeling
For an inconsistency
To break me out of this
Out of the bubble I'm in
Too hot
Too tight
Too quiet
Too numb
I can't feel
And I'm not even anxious
YOU ARE READING
What I See
Poetrypoetry by me of everyday scenery Sometimes I upload in quick succession Be sure to check the part number, that you're not missing a part (even though they aren't connected by story line)
