Abyssal
I stood there and stared in remoteness
The numbness surrounded me like the waves carrying away a shell in their grasp
I thought about my emotions
Dry and banal enveloped my seemingly silent consciousness
The dreary wind tried to break down my walled surface
It faltered and fell
I rose my head
Dangling over a hook
It was raised
The irises could see more
But what?
Nothingness in the vast expanse
I tried to feel
My fingertips lost their human
The eyebrow droopy
Enigma of sleep overcame
I fell
The fatal fall of clarity
Openness of senses
Seeing and smelling the rawness of misogynistic mud
The fire of patriarchy burning on the wood of bonds
The fall kept going
Differences of difference became a visible line
A thread never to break
The cry of lies
A slogan of cowardice
The manipulative step
A corrupt dream
I was falling
My toes were cold
It hit . . .
- Jui Chawan
