absentia

i watched as day
bled itself out
night coagulated
forming a scab
over cerulean whimsy
the silvery moon
rolled across the sky
inexplicably pushed
in aching slow motion
by a dung beetle
the streetlights play
off of the carapace
of the celestial insect
twinkling photonics
among the clotted night
a faint skittering
undercuts the wind chimes
the ocean waves crash
with the immense pressure
pulsating in my skull
as i lay on the couch
lost in abstraction
a surreal state of
shimmering absentia
dissociating the pain

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