THE CLOSEST HOME

Beginning. Once again 

In wild delirium

Boundless

Incorruptible, unscorchable.

Contagious outbursts of

Unloosed hysteria.

Tangible palpable solid 

Adrenaline

Pumping to heartbeats.

Steady rhythm growing louder 

And louder until

I take root

Above.

Loud, bubbling

Euphoria

Coursing through my blood.

Conceived from deep inside my gut

Continually strobing,

Reappearing in my chest 

And exiting in an unyielding breath of musical laughter.

Stress—it ended with squeezing, 

Straining, immovable overwhelm

Tight, biting, unshaken squeezes

Once. Once I fall slowly. Falling

Still, falling sure, falling true

Slowly dulling feelings.

Slowly succumbing.

Slowly embracing 

Heaviness as life,

Until I believe

I belong 

In the

Dark.

Oh! I laugh

Until I cry

And make

Incoherent 

Blubbers

Then laugh 

Maniacally 

Till the tears 

Reappear, and 

Take hold in my 

Stomach in my neck 

And in my fingers’ tension

My eyes ripped open to see the spot 

I have ditheringly lingered in,

Soon releasing the stream releasing me 

From my demons, bringing me 

To realize—peace is not always a circumstance