Stuck II

Don't know where, or how this part here

Another part there, above, meandering upon surreal contentment

This here, in maze of muddiness
 
Not only dim; disorienting, like a magic curse
 
Fog into my eyes like a swarm of parasites
 
Gone zest for life; sliding hands, slimy walls

No link, dumb this part
 
Numb this part

Torment invisible up there

A smile, blushing cheeks, crisp vivid garments

Below desiccated torn flesh

Vitality: an oil spill

Imagined creatures drown

All dark

Baba?