Detachment

how far can you go
hanging on by a thread
pretending to be attached
until you fall–
in a tunnel
that doesn’t seem to end. ?
how much can you drink
without being full
and being killed by fatal anesthesia
and blaming it on apathy–
in a life
that you wish would end. ?
what if nothing turns out like you’d hoped.
what if sleep steals dreams and light draws tears
and there’s not even security in emptiness. ?
new eyes, new heart, new mind…
are just too much to ask for.
silence and screaming are equally as violent.
so you run away and feign ignorance.

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One thought on “Detachment

  1. Becca says:

    oh, what a familiar place! i’ve learned, though… walks through deserts make finding an oasis ever so refreshing.

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