I hear the air.
Circulation blasting
just as airplanes.
The special hiss at
lower volume and frequency
is what tells me,
this is insanity.
But some voice
or low mechanical
rumble reminds me
to be normal today.
The air stops, rests.
I can hear blood
bubbling in my temple.
Awake and insanity.
The popping
of blood bubbles
is perfectly about
what insanity
sounds like.
stillfugue 
#1 by miss ash on February 17, 2011 - 1:20 pm
Maybe it’s NOT insanity.
#2 by Carl on February 17, 2011 - 11:21 pm
That is something I have not tried to imagine. That might bring about some fear. What would it be?
When I feel most sane, I feel mostly undisturbed – The opposite of this.
AND thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate it.
#3 by liv2write2day on February 17, 2011 - 2:17 pm
This is chilling, Carl. I guess we all have moments like that but you help me to imagine what it must be like in the long haul.
#4 by Carl on February 17, 2011 - 11:24 pm
Victoria, thank you for commenting. You are very kind. We know this is not forever, and that is a relief.
#5 by Evelyn on February 17, 2011 - 5:59 pm
“The popping
of blood bubbles
is perfectly about
what insanity
sounds like”
Your poetry is getting better and better everyday, I swear.
Your style has emerged SCREAMING…
#6 by Carl on February 17, 2011 - 11:27 pm
You are so good to me. It is so nice to hear this from you.
#7 by Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved on February 18, 2011 - 9:15 am
Raw. Nicely done, Carl…
#8 by Carl on February 18, 2011 - 9:43 pm
Thank you so much, Jamie.