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Edvard Munch, Melancholy Man and the Mermaid
hear me out or don't
it matters not
~ this recall
isn't
due
to promises
made to you
for in the far away mind
weighted and still
spaces clear
light comes in
not at my command
but regular enough
the line of sight
goes elsewhere
I wait
to be discovered
shake this burden
from
my
shoulders
open my eyes
to what lays
before me
mortal coil
versus a lungful of water
or vice versa
vision blurs regardless
but I don't breathe out
all that is beautiful
is in the space between us
beyond arms reach
beyond hold
beyond thought
I sit with my head in my hands still
conscious of all that is impossible
could the haze breach my nothingness
though you lay and wait
I'm too solidly in view
I need to disappear a little
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