Something I wrote on the bus....

[mors_rutilus]

Shield me,
guard me,
hide away.
Secret,
hidden,
here I lay.
Emptiness so all-consuming-
brash surrounding all-assuming.

Clatter,
Clangour,
all around.
Harshness,
cruelty
here abounds.
Empty, I echo their hate,
writhing as the fog abates.

Sudden
cutting
at my skin,
voices
scathing
hot as sin.
No escape is to be found,
cacauphony around and round.

Hide me,
save me,
fly from here.
Voices
scathing,
my flesh seered.
Yesterday is gone again,
lost and writhing, all insane.