cold out
from sight
from reach…
grabbing my waist,
still
as I jolt awake
(jolt away) –
covered in
a mouthful a handful
or just a perhaps shower
of void
the void
(…)
o the debris of the stool
*
a godless nun nursing despair
a clarity drinking its mud
*
o the molt of the snake
*
you’re sitting dumb
before all shards
that were never intact
*
lidless shards
legally bound
you entered the void
so long ago that
your skin smells of it
and your feet bruise from it
you entered the void
and still enter, every day
and every drop of light
illuminates your path
devoid of night
devoid of stars
you entered the void
and don’t even see anymore
that it fills your lungs
a blueish smoke
and only sometimes
recall the void
you’ve walked through
for a whole life
you disappear. the void claimed you
it is the law, and no loopholes
are to be found:
the void unraveled you
long-haired child
nurtured, and cared for you
for a while
and nobody reclaimed you
and nobody demanded you
you’ve been raised by the void
and now you legally belong
to it
you’ve been raised by the void
and you dissolve
into the void
leaving a stone, a mark
and an hollering shriek
leaving a stone, a mark
and an hollering shriek
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