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descent
::descent::
coalition of movement to fruition --
the end.
knots untied,
melted ice,
rivers pooling in a basin with nowhere left to flow,
the final cut.
glazed eyes
let the heart break.
mud dried in a desert;
blood dried on a bathroom floor.
the sun sets.
the last star burns out,
leaf falls,
cord breaks,
bones crumble to dust.
the last strains of Scheherazade fade into the wasteland
of a ruined life.
his face is a desert.
once-oasis of his eyes burns to dust,
wind of his lungs fades, passes through his lips in a final whisper.
joints creak
fingers clutch at nothing, grasp air.
fade to nothing,
fade to black
fade to white
fade to everything,
lost to whatever once was.
a page drifts on the wind,
a concerto.
a sonnet.
what are words
but an amalgamation of backward thought
scribbled on a page?
what is,
what is,
what is,
what are,
what was,
is nothing.
are nothing.
was everything,
once upon a time at the green beginning
of a world unhinged.
coalition of movement to fruition --
the end.
knots untied,
melted ice,
rivers pooling in a basin with nowhere left to flow,
the final cut.
glazed eyes
let the heart break.
mud dried in a desert;
blood dried on a bathroom floor.
the sun sets.
the last star burns out,
leaf falls,
cord breaks,
bones crumble to dust.
the last strains of Scheherazade fade into the wasteland
of a ruined life.
his face is a desert.
once-oasis of his eyes burns to dust,
wind of his lungs fades, passes through his lips in a final whisper.
joints creak
fingers clutch at nothing, grasp air.
fade to nothing,
fade to black
fade to white
fade to everything,
lost to whatever once was.
a page drifts on the wind,
a concerto.
a sonnet.
what are words
but an amalgamation of backward thought
scribbled on a page?
what is,
what is,
what is,
what are,
what was,
is nothing.
are nothing.
was everything,
once upon a time at the green beginning
of a world unhinged.
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