They didn’t tell you

there was an earthquake,

but somewhere else.

Escarpment of physical pain

encroaching the mental.

I am hiding from people

in the protection of solitude,

while the invisible

is collapsing around me.

Pain is a subjective

category, thus

you don’t see it.

Visually it is

a fetal position.

There, somewhere

where nothing

can hurt you.

You dream.