Slowly dying with this World

There are times

tide-like and almost time-less

numinous, almost mysteriously symbiotic

like now...now

...can you sense, what `Now` means?

When I feel

like I am slowly dying with this World

It feels like Body-Mind-Being resembles

how you feel like, Earth:

Feverish...bathed in cold and hot sweat

uneasy...stirred up and tense around the heart-center

clogged up in the throat

heavy in the breathing

somehow dried out on tongue and skin

while flooded and billowed in the lymph

Some strange apprehension

of contamination in the vital organs

in the whole digestion system

traces...reaching deep into all levels of metabolism

Weary and shrouded

feverish and sweaty...for apparent reasons

no recovering night-sleep

no sleep at all

mucus and cramps

fear of suffocation, loss of balance

numb, drained and paralysed

while the heart is banging against Adams apple

Allow a sigh dear World, ...now

oh maybe we just do in fact die together

again

again

and it is all not so spectacular in the end

it is just between you and me

and we lean slowly towards each other

and into IT