Empty Time

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The ticking of the clock

Echoes in the background

Minute by minute passes by

I am there and then I am gone

Lost in another world

No connection to what

I have left behind

Not even sure I still exist

Like I am suspended

Deep in a black hole

Where nothing exists

No sound or light

No hope or love

Just me caught in nothingness

Then the moment passes

The clock ticks again

And I am back in my chair

A little confused

But aware that time has passed

And I always feel like

I’m a little more broken

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – minute

Silence is Not Always Golden

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What did you just say?

Your voice has drifted away

And became a distant din in my ear.

Why do you prattle

On and on about things

That are of no interest to me?

By now you should know

There are few things we have in common

And that makes it hard to find a suitable conversation.

So, we sit in silence;

You lost in the television,

And me with my written words.

Until the day I say enough

And ask you to leave this place,

Only then will I find peace and maybe myself.

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – prattle