there are moments
when the world
feels too

heavy

but the weight starts
somewhere
inside my chest
everything feels
fractured

i find myself floating
in an upside down
umbrella
in flash flooded streets
as cartoonish
nightmare parodies
dance
along the roofs of
the submerged cars
kicking off alarms
that bleat silently
with flashing lights
on the swollen bodies
just beneath
the somehow
brackish waters

the umbrella
tilts
to and fro
my equilibrium
long since left
with decency
and
common sense
on a roof
shaped
into an arrow
pointing directly to
my heart
beating in a crystal cocoon
waiting patiently

for you

but i can’t shake
the eyeless dead
that watch
hungrily
in the seaweed
of what was once
main street