too many things
racing the convoluted
track inside my brain
the same rollercoaster
keeping me just
on this side of
nauseous rapture
an electron pinging
in a lonely orbit
a forgotten castoff
from her photonics
pitted with misery
a lowly moon adrift
lost in her penumbra
fadingfadingfading
until nothing remains

a casual acceptance
in my own inherent
nothingness as the
sun rises over her
disinterest in fully
blossomed dejection