Fall

The images still vivid,

fading skylines

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like my body,

dissolving,

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present before you

but I’m just not there,

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every moment

passing,

not quite felt.

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My past life, its warmth,

slips through my tired fingers,

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falls, cascades,

down into depths

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I dare not study.

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Frozen in stone, the distance

growing,

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hollow conversations,

destinations unknown.

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The universe is crumbling,

but neither one of us has noticed,

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swallowed up by potent pains

that tie us, shackled, to the present.

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Everything is crumbling,

but we can’t tell,

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and even when we do,

we put no more

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than a small plaster

over the widening cracks.

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My body, dissolving,

before your frozen eyes.

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An outstretched hand,

rejected,

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wallowing,

while elsewhere

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buildings

fall,

great monuments

turning

to nothing.