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swallowed
Headache left my bed for work,
leaving everything in its place and inviting Empty to keep me company.
Empty is comfortable with the spoken word poetry but vacuums the vocals from my throat and from my music, so we can cuddle and snap along with the audience.
I fail to notice as he swallows me.
it's too dark to feel myself falling.
above me is the height of Stress,
below me is the drop to Silence,
and my surface area is coated with Exhaustion.
you say I'm wandering but not lost, well
I'm falling but not crashing.
you say you're worried for my sanity, well
falling apart bolsters my social skills.
can you ignore the vicious slips of my tongue please?
I am not what I tell you, and that is not what I think.
Empty halts all friendly interactions,
turns off the red glow in the eyes of my reflection,
and reminds me that the seductive tone of the dim closet is not among my fears.
"may I remind you that today is national antisocial day."
Silence keeps me awake at night,
asleep during the day, and
dangling my feet off the edge of the universe as it expands
the stars rupture,
and the earth completes another rotation.
I have Joy and Hope on speed dial,
but today the satellites can't reach me.
leaving everything in its place and inviting Empty to keep me company.
Empty is comfortable with the spoken word poetry but vacuums the vocals from my throat and from my music, so we can cuddle and snap along with the audience.
I fail to notice as he swallows me.
it's too dark to feel myself falling.
above me is the height of Stress,
below me is the drop to Silence,
and my surface area is coated with Exhaustion.
you say I'm wandering but not lost, well
I'm falling but not crashing.
you say you're worried for my sanity, well
falling apart bolsters my social skills.
can you ignore the vicious slips of my tongue please?
I am not what I tell you, and that is not what I think.
Empty halts all friendly interactions,
turns off the red glow in the eyes of my reflection,
and reminds me that the seductive tone of the dim closet is not among my fears.
"may I remind you that today is national antisocial day."
Silence keeps me awake at night,
asleep during the day, and
dangling my feet off the edge of the universe as it expands
the stars rupture,
and the earth completes another rotation.
I have Joy and Hope on speed dial,
but today the satellites can't reach me.
Published 10th Apr 2018
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