Numb for the foreseeable future.
No fantasies left fulfillable.
Daydreams and night terrors weave themselves
in and out of reality.
The fears that once lived dwelling deep
in darkness have found the sunbathed surface.
They're everywhere;
melting on the sidewalks in the smothering heat.
Draped over the backs of chairs.
A longing for something unidentifiable
compacted under layers of uncertainty and denial.
A calm current of regret has replaced
the drinking water flowing through the pipes
in a house built on a foundation that sways
like the dying flame of a half-lit candle.
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