sunk

he was nothing
but a deflated balloon
hovering above
the dirty carpet
every word he said
left unacknowledged
brought him farther
from the skies
the leaden weight
of his own overflowing
insignificance
pulling him toward
the hell he sees
in the streaked mirror
as he tried to find
a road leading home
in a confusion of
one way desperation

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