Madness

Ada J. Raven
1 min readNov 2, 2019
Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

Busy aisles;

cacophony of chatter.

We make our way through the chasm

of shoppers and carts and screaming,

running children.

The constant drone is unbearable and nagging:

itching, biting fleas on a dog’s back.

Mangoworms burrowing deep

within the skin,

nesting and feasting as eyes squint

in discomfort.

I feel a tension headache coming on.

Tired, exhausted, flustered with

no end in sight except

off a bridge.

Tingling scalp; there’s nowhere to go.

I hungrily await the time when I can go

back to the car and bask

in the silence.

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