indifference

viscous water,

lapping at the edges of my scar;

like legs of wine,

running on my skin.

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hot steam is blown by an unseen wind;

it joins with the smoke of six candles,

who skim their light across the mineral pond.

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a piano playing,

the smell of trees,

and i am sinking,

floating,

hiding.

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beneath the blanket,

i am protected from the fire outside,

but the tornado screams

as my cover is sucked away.

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now cold, i am forced back into reality.

faced with indifference,

i am so far removed from the depths of my bath.

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maybe, you just had to be there…

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