artof_margo

“Aftermath”

There is only light

Light on skin
Caught in the hollow of morning

In a place I cannot name
A window that keeps opening

I lay inside it
I rest there

Falling without falling
Losing without losing

Laughter stirs as darkness flows
It goes on without me

This is the aftermath

More words from my journal ✨

It burned itself out.
Faded into motion.

Remember the sound.
A heat I almost remember.

Somewhere in the desert.
A horse keeps running.

I have no where to go.
I fall into loneliness.

“Lost cowboy”

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I drank myself blind

I stare at the door
How words used to come

I wonder
Can I turn myself under?

The door stays closed
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