Burn So Dark
Stood in the nothing
From it epicentre
waves of nothingness
stretch and devour
Seconds sift through time
minutes mature and die
and hours grasp at life
Distracted by the lives of others
and immersed in the end
The ill wind blows from laboured breath
Never got the act together
as the partner always judges
Locked inside the star
diminished for none to see
burning so dark
Stood in the nothing
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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