"Undiagnosed: A-Side"
BY NAYLANI SOTO
The clock reads: 2AM
Wide awake in bed,
Static electricity swirling in my bones
Wild heart, wide eyes
Cold blue shooting through my veins-
I sense the wild things that come out at night
I am part of the whole.
The longing to run, and devour the night air
The witness to sparks that radiate off of strangers
The smell of what the moon overstimulates
Stardust in my lungs
Passionate, vulnerable, static, intimacy
Sour-sweet candies on the tongue
Speeding car - empty street
Screams of humor and green.
The air pressure in my ears.
I feel the trees creaking
The trees speaking promises of hope,
Of the future, of love, of commitment-
Of passionate, vulnerable, static, intimacy
And the stars smile.
But the whispers are louder now
High frequency radiation
My bedroom now watched my every move,
And the dark is now unwelcoming
The room gets larger,
Millipede eyes stare from the walls,
Bedsheets-
A thin layer coating me in suspicion
Striving to conceal me.
The cold blue energy
Now a thick black ooze slushing through me
Eyes wide, body still.
The clock reads: 5AM