dark this morning

seems to be
a rusted coil
keeping my
light
from ever
shining

or this
photo-negative
reality
absorbs the
feeble glow
inside

i asked the
ceiling
for answers
but like
asking god
silence reigns

so i sit
in darkness
unsure if
any of this
is actually
occuring at all

murmuring my love from the
black hole in my chest
through the vacuum of space
between satellite hearts
all while hoping for a
collision.

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