A Company

The water I'm drinking- 
from a glass of dust
or at least that tastes like dust
and feels of it too

My invisible shoes
Suffocating one's feet
or at least mine
for they are my invisible shoes

My ears
Hearing
but not hearing
I guess it's just different
they others tell me so

And all at once
They're gone






That's a poem for you guys. Try to figure it out.