Earworm

DIAO DARIUS

I feel that bass drop into my stomach again.
Pause…
Sinking, slipping, thumping.

Thumping.

Maybe my heart is still pumping.
This time I know the rhythm but I’m not dancing along.
Seems like lifetimes since these chords have struck,
A familiar song.
This time I know the lyrics but I’m not singing along.

Empty

Sharon McCutcheon

in a vain attempt to fill you up
i empty myself invisible
nothing will ever change
no one will ever see me
or truly know my name

Hope Is Defiant

Kristopher Roller
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It’s the last bit of light
smudging the horizon
that gives you just enough time to find your way home
long after the sun has walked away.