My Writing



to make smaller,

to decrease,

to shrink, retreat, shrivel,

to be made small,

to be reduced.

The dark is a shadow,

widening into a mournful yawn,

swallowing warmth, cold,

anything that feels to the extreme,

and leaving behind nothing, taking

the larger than life, the vast wide world

of hope, possibility, sunshine on grass

and diminishing,

little by little,

until there is only little,

until there is only nothing.

There is no reducing without expanding,

and so the void expands, creaking claws into the edges of the soul,

sharpening fangs and leveling gnashing teeth

directly inward,


I am small,

I am nothing,

I am reduced to

only this.


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