the no doing

someone told me not to sit in the window in the ghetto. stray bullets. watch out! but I'm sitting in the window. the sun is hot on my neck. I am no-doing. I am no-thinking. I am no. I can't. I can't bring myself to do. I can't bring myself to smile, or care.

The fear is swelling, and in its wake I can't. Do. Anything.