AND T O T H E END

and this.

the end of days

elopes with my eyes

that are melting

in their sockets.

i heard your name

called through a forest

and i was unable to speak,

knowing i did not listen.

but now silence.

i lie restless, can not

sleep for fear of never waking

up. but i did, and i woke

to the heavy air. 

every noise is you, 

and every moment is 

the rush of your presence

but none is, and i don't know,

i don't know. 

bury myself alive and

forget anything in

the dark expanse.