Claustrophobia

Walls closing in.
Breath colliding with the obstructions.
In the web of chaos words as spiders crawl over my skin.
no room for me in the classroom of deceptions.
incoherent with the coherence that the prudent preach.
Abstinent I might appear in the euphoria.
I learn my own lessons, as they pretend to teach.
I search for traces of air to survive as I breathe in the claustrophobia.

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