• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 07

be seated my love

this elegant chair,
my spinning world
is a blur.

images upon the wall,
a colorama of my life,
flow from a tide of graffiti
in my heart.

My bare feet,
My thoughts, feelings,
disconnected from my face.

no words to describe,
the splashes of colours,
as they perforate
my mind.

so please be seated,
my love,
and in this chaotic space,
help me find our peace,
help me find us.