Numb Content

A slow beat of drum
The murmurs of
A heart happy


Happy in its vehicle
Content at rest
No rush to wax
This numb protest

Lying in motion
While space moves
And iron lungs fade
Away from view

Time in slow drags
Like savoring cigarettes
To make numb the
Knowledge of context

Floating on the Amazon
Of fitted sheets and
Goose-down feather
Filled pillows

Pressure makes buoyant
Drum beats and thoughts
Rewaken while
Palpitations grow

Numb and content

From lips flow
Relaxed breaths
Of losing awareness
To bathe in water

Like the briney beds
Of depriving chambers
Let slip toxicity
And let murmurs rule


Over a willing vehicle
Numb to the cruel
Beating without reason
To the drum beat tune

Not rising
Yet falling to new heights


Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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