Maelstrom

Everydayness
routine moments
streaming in,
peeking at the windows,
crowding at the doors,
rushing in
one,
then two,
then ten,
and hundreds,
uncountable,
insurmountable.
Rushing in.
Nudging, elbowing, grabbing...
pushing, pushing, heaving.
Stony faces,
expressionless,
eyeless,
Closing in,
overwhelming me...
by the thousands,
by the millions.
Clawing, pawing,
kicking, picking.
Taking over
as I struggle
and as I give up.
Moving in...
closer,
closer still,
breathing my air,
wiping my thoughts,
eating my mind,
shredding my soul,
slashing out my eyes...
until finally,
I cower,
I accept,
I submit.
Then emerge...
now one of them
as if I always was
just another
ordinary
commonplace
non-entity.