even in these endings i shout my love into seashells

there are moments
when the chaos calms
the random noise
of a billion souls
screaming inchoately
quiets for a second
the clock face stutters
the hands shaking
and it feels as if
right at that instant
the universe shows
a defined path through
the emptiness inherent
in accidental existence

i have been known
to stare into the void
wondering if the nothing
is a reflection of myself
or if i am vessel
an edification of this
overwhelming happenstance

and in these moments
of cool calm collected chaos
i see the curves in
defined undefinitions
as life crushes hope
into motes of dust
suspended eerily among
the soulscatter corpses
of drowned dreamers
fingers sway like seaweed
beneath tenebrous sorrows

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