I am numb from the hovering in one place.
Neither here nor there
I am in holding where emotions do not
Register, rarely reply.
Questions float in without answers
I am a monstrous question mark.
I know nothing,, no answers.
This is disconcerting, at least.
Why do I feel so alone in this?
I am alone, that is probably why.
I am surely in trouble now if
I am answering my own questions.
What is it about our nature that we ask?
So many questions especially when
the answer is the same to all
"It is because that's how it is".
My questions really reveal
My desire to control; why can't
I control this feeling and cease
the nothingness of waiting.
Rather, I give in to the sense
of suspension, holding pattern,
Caught between here and there
Numb to all, to myself.
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