
Hello Friends,
From the void with love comes a new free-verse piece. The poem will stand on its own. No explanation is necessary.
Sunken:
Further down,
into the depths
of these sheets
into the darkness
of this room
No other eyes
No other sound
Only these eyes
this darkness
this slow breathing
In this disconnect
there is no God, no Devil,
just the cruel
accident of consciousness
See now the shell of a man
waiting for the weight
to lift,
for the wild colors
of life to come
seeping through the cracks
in the lies
he tells himself
-Brandon White
fuck me up dude 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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I appreciate you, bro. 🙏🏻
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Great poem–dark and foreboding.
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Thank you, Brandon. I appreciate you reading!
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