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Broken, yet frozen in the comatose darkness,
Shadows slip and icicles drizzle down our cheeks,
Falling from our eyes, the sun is beginning to redden,
The sky beginning to swirl.
Heavily, we lean back against the trees,
Do they see it the way we do?--hazed and drugged,
The clouds take the forms of angels as the twist and scream,
Tearing apart as the wind kicks up and tears a frisbee,
From the hands of two young teens.
The shadows have begun to grow hot,
Searing with liquid lava that falls from the imploding sun,
Turning our skin made of the dirt of god,
To the glass of satan.
We are being remolded--the sweat is the blood of our new creator,
And the sun above goes from red to purple to black,
(--Are we going to be eaten in the black hole?--)
The children laugh joyously, not noticing the sky,
To them it is still blues and yellows,
But the diminsions are tearing,
The gods are screaming in epic battle that only we can see.
GODS! The angels are screaming as the winds tear our ears!
The black hole sucking all that is holey as God,
God gives one last scream...
Darkness engulfs us...
It seems like hours later that I blink my eyes to a violet,
Evening sky.
Above us, the stars are beginning to twinkle,
A dog barks a bit off as the owner cleans its waste.
The hot fall breeze sears our skin,
Raw from the hands of the unseen creator,
Remolded.
Your lie there, your face imprinted with grass and dirt,
Bits and flecks of pebbles.
Blood flecking your lips from yelling.
But did we really yell?
There were no cops...no one to to stop us or wake us.
We had been invisible.
I lift myself on wobbly legs,
Gaze down at my seemingly still same body.
But something is different....
You stir.
Around us, the world continues,
Inside us, the world has ended.
Between us, the world is altered.
Carefully I take a step,
Trying to shake it off, trying to wake up,
But never will I shake off the comatose of shadows,
Never will the icicles leave my face.
The blackhole slowly closed.
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