that feeling as though a black hole just ripped right through you. what exactly. vacant. no wonder. but I’m baffled.more like wreckage and pick up the telescope backwards —and look at it from the ….other side 

and sink down 

the drainpipe 

and it pours out.you know, it just gurgles out, the washed out purple grey that once might have been great

or ….no

you only thought it was; you imagined it and 

if they were words they would be running across the pages and the ink would surly smear ….the only thing that was right was ….going

I will

    to thee the sum of my meanings ….these mute walls who hear me ….bc no one else does or ever will