It’s the smooth step,
a click and the dance
and I thought the heavyside
would eventually take the wear,
maybe we thought too little
on a too much idea
until it came crashing down
layer by layer by layer.
Living in the unrealness
we time traveled home
an hour difference is all it took
to break us down to the bone.
I lost the story somewhere
between lines of prose and verse
no longer able to tell the difference
of what was once all we were.
There is something soothing in the black,
nothing to be seen, just cool and aware,
Sometimes I find myself wandering back there.
moving through the layers,
looking for the record that sings
we all will end up somewhere.

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