Tetriminos

Duties were tormenting me like Tetris pieces raining at an impossible speed.
I made chamomile tea, and waited for the “GAME OVER” sign.

A man with no face went to the edge of chaos once I fell asleep.
He demanded a blanket from the winter, a song from Mercury, and a smile from me. And arranged them beautifully without gaps, like Tetriminos making a line, and disappearing as I woke up.

2018-12-17T20:07:33+00:00