All of a sudden i am surrounded by figures.
Figures that walk, but not moving.
Figures that talk, but in silence.
Munching, yet chewing nothing.
And how i turn my back away from those figures, hardly could i ever imagine.
How i look at those figures; using peripherals not iris.
How i grasp those arms without using my hands.
How i yell with my lips wide sealed.
Gasping, squeezing, twirling, STRUGGLING.
And so i choose to be invisible at one end.
Let alone drift myself inside such fuzziness.
When all i see, is you.
Standing at the other end of the line,
And suddenly disappeared.
*tu la, mak cakap sebelum tidur basuh kaki, kan dah ngigau menda bukan-bukan*