Shadows

I’m sitting in the sun,
Back turned to the light
Waiting for the shadows to offer insight.

I’m listening to screams
Whispering the death of
Every last piece of good that you can tear off.

I’m looking at what’s left
At the very center
All that remains is what I can remember.

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