Endless Ceiling.

JkingyJkingy Posts: 46
My Endless Ceiling

My endless ceiling,
Wheat white,
Makes me five, Seventeen,
Will make me forty, sixty in time,
Hopefully.

I bring him to meet old friends,
He says that they have already met,
We spend the day together,
Re-enacting.

Intensifying as my world flatlines,
Quietly into submission,
I watch my friend drop,
Under land that has become covered by a black sea.
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