Sunsick
1 min readSep 9, 2020
I smell chemicals and tobacco
I smell of coffee and bleach
I reach the sebum peak
Then restart the cycle
Of hide and seek
What is it that I seek?
Is it a laugh?
Is it a look?
Is it a word?
Is it a note?
Is it a tear?
I look at the sun
Still it is so bleak.