The Weight of Living

Silence slams again and again

Into already bleeding eardrums,

Reminding me

Just how much can change

When a single light

Is snuffed out

And shadows creep into the spaces

Where a softly flickering star

Used to glow.

Even the white noise

Hovering at the edges of my vision

Has disappeared,

Replaced by something so deeply wrong,

The entire floor feels

As though it’s tilting;

Falling ever slowly to the side

And depositing its salacious statues

Into a widening void.

Let the dripping sun

Fall into your open mouth,

Depositing the last vestiges of life

Over a plain of darkening bruises

Blossoming over reality

And distorting fantasy.

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