Upside Down, Inverted

Light becomes dark
Water neither solid, liquid, nor gas
Color gone
Taste absent
Sight has become blind
The rose’s scent decaying flesh
Touch means nothing

This world –
my life –
is become inverted, upside down

How ?
Why ?
What meaning ?
What am I to learn ?

Such fear.

—————
2017
On a field not of my choosing

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