Hollow out


Hollow out the hollering

Inside resides the things

I hide within begins

My downfall in the tides

I ride that rush to greet

My fate I make in wake

Of running speedy from

Myself in fears I hear

My whispers through

The dark a stark disabling

Tirade seeking methods

To be other than I am

The falling into traps

I set before myself

Go stumbling humbled

Into disarray of tumbling

Fumbles of a being seeking

Indices that will not fit together

Solve such puzzles in a resolve

Of this living can not

Be accounted for an

Ever shifting backdrop sifting

Goalposts dropping wayward

Always downwards

Into deep the pits  of listless

Sightless pitiless and final rest

Arresting mouth of death.


© K Barr


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