Dirge by Mark Leci

Dirge

I forget when it was

that all the letters became evenly

spaced

when the wordsallmergedtogetherandicouldnotfind

whereone

ended

andanotherbegan

whenthe music soregular and thudding

all the white keys vanished

a kick drum dirge

whenIforgot how to remember you

as more than a collection ofpixels

a tiny map of lightandshade

animaginingofskin

ina make-believe gallery

perhaps everything driftedupwards

growing lighter

or I simply sankwhile

the lifeboats spiralled awayaboveme

shading bluerbetween ripples

gravity grew strongerandstronger

until it kept evenmythoughtsfromrising

untilIcouldnomoreleavethebed

thanIcouldhopeforreasonto do so

eventhedustthatsettledontheveneer

wasworthmorethanme

 

Mark Leci

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