apathy

there’s a shadow on my wall
harbingers of evil crawl
from out between
some place unseen
a thing, obscene
is birthed, takes shape, and slowly sprawls

on my tired mind it preys
infecting it with such malaise
it soon agrees
to serve, appease
this foul disease
as so many do these days

no one notices at all
just how deep a thought can fall
in such cases
in those places
dark embraces
every aspect of the soul

this is life returned to dust
stirred by baser needs than lust
the absence of
a god above
of dreams, of love
where the infinite is crushed

here, the task is to endure
to survive the daily chore
in the breathing
knowing, feeling
of this being
till the heart can take no more

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