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An Indifferent World

When you died somehow the world kept turning

By R.C. TaylorPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
An Indifferent World
Photo by Takashi Watanabe on Unsplash

When you died

Somehow the world kept turning.

I wanted to beg it to wait--

Scream at it to stop--

Didn’t it realize that it was missing something crucial?

Didn’t it realize that all the stars had lost their luster,

The oceans had quieted their sways,

And gravity had been upended?

Why, why, why, why

Did it keep turning?

Why did people keep going about their day,

Going to work and school,

Like they weren’t walking all over the upside-down,

Broken pieces of my life that were floating

Around without rhyme or reason,

Harmless to them but razor sharp to me?

And why did I have to force myself to go with it,

To hopscotch across the canyons

That my life had eroded into,

Otherwise I'd be left so far behind

That I would never be able to catch back up?


Why does the world keep turning

Without you

And why does it have to take me with it?

sad poetry

About the Creator

R.C. Taylor

Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.

Follow along for stories about a little bit of everything (i.e. adventure and other affairs of the heart).

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