Melting with silence (a poem)

Call it what you will…

The pressure increases
as you fall deeper into the abyss
standards of propriety
fall by the wayside

Last I checked the timetables
there was nothing in my size
and the dark side of the moon
was still without electricity

Now when I look at midnight
it’s through a haze of jerking awake
every few minutes
until I get tired of hearing the theme song
one more time

But I don’t turn off the set just yet
I don’t want to miss another episode
and I don’t want to be crushed by the silence
as I fall deeper into the abyss
only to walk away without dreaming

(30 January 2019)


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