Passive Light Poem 17

A passive light

Retreating into semi-consciousness

My brain fizzles, spurts

and  crawls away

My pen is numb

My ideas faded

Darkness

Solitude

A soliloquy of stubborness

 

Passive knowings

Retreating

Into near unconsciousness

My heart sputters,

Fades to black

Passive light to deepest dark

My soul evaporates

Shimmers to nothing

 

A poet with nothing to say

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