a moment with neurosis...

calm, still, and unsettling. chaos, an unbreakable sound. diseased and disturbed skin, ripple like the polluted waters. swim, still inside of me behind this glass where I can see you. they stare at nothing. lost and left alone. a stone in the soil. an island has survived the tide. creeping further along as the movement is documented so terribly wrong. silence underneath the water. fill me to death so the stone can float to the island it knows as home.