5/9/2024
Smog filled thoughts
coughed up
fill the room
surrounding me in a layer of soot
so thick I can barely walk
barely move
like quicksand, it traps me
deeper I go, swimming
hands from below reach up
desperate, dirty
they pull me in
until I'm buried
under the weight
of my own misplaced
expectations
Smog Filled Thoughts
by Alex Hanna ·