one foot down and away i go. quiet, unassuming, rapid. a single click from the clock, and away i go.
how does the foot slip, from the path i was on? easy, deep and black. the void bottomless, the spiral endless.
one word, a lone memory, simple scene, passing thought. how doesn’t matter, why has no answer, the fall remains the same.
inexplicable red anger, drowning black sadness, curdled green jealously, fading yellow joy. one foot down is all it takes.
body moves on instinct, the mind is still and not. unmoving in shock, slipping deeper, ruminating emptiness.
it’s not just me, iam not unique. some have it worse, but the black blocks all voices, of reason cogent, coherent.
crawling up and out, war – raw and hard. deep breaths for air, a book to escape into, puppies to feed, life to live.
crawl out to white, start again, start anew, until the next glitch. would there ever be a time, this would be poetry, not reality, not life. would i ever look back, be glad it’s the past.
