Static Brain

Whoosh.Whoosh.Whoosh.Whoosh.

Black and white flecks rumble and clash. Something tries to break through, like the other worldly warbling of a language I should know.

Whoosh.Whoosh. Whoosh.

Clash. Clash. Clash.

Choice paralysis, no appetite.

Invisible snow fills my brain.

Can't reach the off valve.

Warble. Warble. Warble.

I wobble, it warbles.

Head hurts, please press pause.

Static Brain.