Loneliness
air still as a breath being held
vast across a span of nothingness
white ground runs with gray sky
dull light so bright it hurts
my eyes I shut them
relentless ringing in ears
stand stiff and still
my life is the color
of the backs of eyelids
listen to the funeral
in your brain
and try not to feel
the knife in your gut
the taste of copper on tongue
a clenched heart
in the cold light of day