in the dark
in the complete absence of light
where colors go to fade away

and where breathing never completely calms

there's an inhale... yes, and a pause...
then... afterwards, nothing

the beat is twisted here
it flows like pollution
oozing up from an upside-down sky
its drips, madness
and drops, decay

and we always laugh here

here...
... in the dark

eyelids move with the sound of a snail on thin plastic
almost stuck and never still
bent reality at it's will

but it's not all bad

sometimes it's raining

it... eases in...

and then
we stay so very silent
and we pray

make it... make it go...
... away

we're always smiling here
laughing
but it doesn't factor in

not in here...

in the so-so dark
we're unseen here

crudely painted
contours only

'tis all we ever need

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