unknowing penance

I don't know

I refuse to know

I didn't know a word

to describe

to explain

how it matters

how it feels

how to bear

the lungs

that was squeezed dry

by rigid shallow rain,

nothing was left

to breathe,

it pains

flowers bloomed

on my mouth,

wilted

from exposing to thin air

tasted bitter,

it's rough,

tasted crimson,

it's soiled

It burns,

my stomach

filled with cold sands

crumbles the words

I swallowed,

what remained

was

lemon

coated

sugar and salt,

somersaulted

the insides

and exiled my voice

in vomit

prickles my skin

with thorns

adorned with poison,

it was cold,

scorched in black,

engulfed me

in oblivion

my heart

my soul

fractured to dust,

the barrier

I built,

fragile and thin,

disintegrated

from the dull winds

Cover them

my eyes,

my ears,

my mouth,

so I won't know

I refuse to know

the words

it brings

to make me feel

this world

that revolves