ophelia sleeps

my skull is hollow
as if i could crawl inside of it
fold my whole body into itself

i’m looking around
for a hint of emotions
of color
of love or rage
of red or green or yellow
but there is nothing

just an expansive void
sand on the oceanside
eroding away under
the wave’s caress

i want to be present
here in the now
but there is no here
there is no now

there is nothing to grasp
to keep me from slipping

into the null

let my body rest
let it float
in the silent tide

mallais’s ophelia
gliding with the undertow
it is not possible to die
if you have never


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