Nothing
I hear the flash
A blur of brilliance
Of stinging sunshine
Melted memories
Which I can still taste
Smoldering
Beneath Sunday brunch
I hear his eyes
Cocked chambers of silence
Echoes of forgotten laughter
Fractured in gelid resolve
Crystal conscience
Blinded somewhere
Between fire and faith
I hear the earth
Blaring blades of emerald
Swirling hues of hegemony
Tickling nature’s palette
My blushing pale feet
As silhouettes of summer
Push bare backyard swings
I hear my heartbeat
The crimson crush of sulfur
The stoic shadow of my father
Who forgot to tell his daughter
He took her life
I see…nothing
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