can you feel it

the stink hanging in the air-

the pervasive rut of sadness that crawls
into your knees and hangs in your shins
like stones-

the toxic wave of anxiety
that creeps into your muscles
like an ache you were fucking born with-

the stink of helplessness,
the stink happiness left rotting in its shadow,
that fucking stink-

we need rain to wash that shit away
a deluge of water from the sky to cleanse the air
because we are all suffocating

and there’s no goddamn escape