Obscure Affliction

All of the sudden, one grain of dust, one piece of paper, reminds you of shame and obscured past and present.

Yet another obscurity -

I tremble.

Yet again, insecurity -

Dissemble.

Defective signals

and avalanche thoughts.

Distance is key,

enclosure but droughts.

Forgetting I have lungs,

whipping heartbeat,

static skin.

Scattering the frail

neuro-construction

from within.

So I leave

to dance about;

Self-rooted.

Piles of dust

and memories;

Polluted.