Paralyzing,
hits like a flood, don’t you feel that?
Sinking inside a wave of minor punctures,
out of breath, gasping, drowning, can’t die,
by all means, it is above each one of our
pay-grades, capabilities, willingness
to raise our heads above it, and see
this is a world of muddy waters, 
everywhere is under the waves,
everywhere is a flood-zone, don’t you
feel
that, wherever you look,
don’t you feel paralyzed? Being bitten constantly
by piranhas that are supposed to be everywhere,
attacked, attacked, attacked, constantly,
constantly… constantly…
can’t move, it is everywhere, a siege, don’t
you… feel… that? I do, oh god oh god
I DO, 
even when I reach out, when I hold hands
in that mud, I feel the hands of others
that are drowning as I do, 
but don’t want to die alone.

– Arda Ünal