Scraps

Sorrow like sea mist
soaks through dripping
into clinging rags
of my tattered-up heart.

I might be singing,
oh but I’m sinking
faster than you think.
Drowning down
past the places
you can’t even imagine.

Tomorrow starts,
burns up another moment
in the irradiated vibrations
of the slowing down of time.

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