a dropping feeling , like sinking under the smell
of earth and worms
with no sunlight in view, the sounding crow
never to silence it's open bill.
continued sadness, hard and steady,
no stranger can surprise me or will the
motion of harmony free my heart.
not even hypnosis,
frozen love rattles through my rib cage,
his voice has a chair in my mind.
a brief contact and the end rushes through me
before the beginning can be motored.
all new experience is torn down,
leaving me to witness
light stripping down in
front of the day.
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