falling sky, slowly, piece by piece
I've forgotten how to move, to breathe
all the truth I've ever known begins to cease
as I watch my world fall apart
time is ticking, while holding still
crashing to the surface, I feel my heart in my head
and everything is silent until
I hear the sound of my own voice echo
there's a thrill in knowing its the end
Posted in response to the challenge Sky.
Shadows lengthening
Air sharpening to a crisp
Summer slipping day by day
Something new and familiar in its place.
Bags stuffed with papers
Early morning bus rides
When you’re gone I’ll think of every missed call
I’ll summon your sunny warmth and laughter
Without you, who will catch me if I fall?
Your stars always kept night lit long after
HEADLINES
Big words jumping out at you from creased paper, casually thrown on the counter, demanding attention
Meaningless opinions coated in fallacies
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