At times I am gaseous,
Formless,
Toxic,
Barely visible to the eye,
A haze on the periphery,
A vaporous outsider,

I am chemical unknown,
Free in the air,
Drifting aimlessly through existence,
Evidently harmful to pleasantries,
Allies retreat from my vapour,
I fear I am carbon monoxide,

I’m a pariah,
Social mustard gas,
Noxious to upstanding dialogue,
I don’t belong out there,
I belong in an airtight container,
An oubliette of four walls.

Comments
  1. More than the imagery, there is a depth of mood to the poem. Hope all is well.

  2. Shree says:

    A carbon monoxide that writes so well.

  3. Shruba says:

    Hey, how are you?

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