I          Stand         Still 
Motionless, in a kaleidoscopic tide of emotion
Spewing it's entrails
Demanding I take - notice 
I tell it to 

Fuck Off!

It is relentless in its desire to consume me
Like a - bad trip
Lucy, in her Sky with 
Demons

Surround yourself with love ....
             
                                              they say

Well love, can 
Fuck off too! 

I conceal myself within a cloak of exasperation
Majestic in its cynicism 

And   I    stand     still

Rooted
Amongst the floating debris of dependency 
In which my soul
Begs for escape