Friday, May 15, 2015

Okay

empty word for an empty question
about how I am doing --

how do you think,
being away from everyone
and everything that mattered
to my late adolescent soul

I give the answer as some people fling words:
carelessly, frequently, hopelessly.

a question needs an answer, after all,
unless the asker isn't thinking
but making sound to fill the air and the
gap between my ears used for
collecting electric impulses and dust

if you are very still you can smell something burning

the ash floats apart and condenses in alternating patterns
mimicking the past and foretelling what future remains

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