although the inhabitant is
a body. A shell upon a
beach, laying inhabited.
A shadow of darkness
signalling impending doom.
Air suffocating in mid flow,
lungs which have no desire to breathe.
Flesh that carries empty vessels,
a mind that won't wake up,
a denial to lie, a state of mind;
that will pass.. after all it's not a cemetery.
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