Infrasound

My heart lies empty on the bathroom floor.
My mind can’t stand the light anymore.
It illuminates my darkest places.
I am gone.

My world reduced to piles of ash
And no one bothers to stop and ask
“How are you doing Johnny?”
I’m gone. Thanks for asking.
My loneliness in darkest poetry
makes infrasound of songs.

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