Venom And Stardust: A Birthday Prompt Poetry Contest, Sponsor - Sara Jama. Date written: 07/02/2026
the irate alarm clock loudly beeps springing him wide awake. funny though, as time continues to stand still in the nothingness of twilight. lying supine, he looks up at the ceiling, caged in his dark and grim thoughts. in the hush, an ocean of anxiety churns in the pit of his stomach, but it's all in his head. meanwhile, dirty laundry sprawls across his bed. the flicker of a moribund light has burnt out between his eyelids. stretched shadows pretend to be demons. the conquered spirit... tucks in its weather-beaten wings, numb to the cold, dreadful uncertainty that tomorrow brings. with each breath, it feels like a slow, mundane death where hope is only a faint whisper.
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