Momentum stopped
A slap of shock
My body rocked, and caught
In tightening twists of isolation
Muted, silent, crazed and fighting
My mask falling
Words outpouring
More important, but quite
Lost in blackened mists and freezing fog
Of strangers’ heedless disregard.

All Rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2017

If you liked Broken, read Slot Gap