december skies.
always a brilliant blue. they seem to stretch from point to point endlessly.
few clouds, the air is dry.
and when i stare into the sky,
i also stare into the deeps of my soul.
the blue has lost its hues
taken on the shade of nothingness.
its sheer width
and i felt that i was staring
into the mouth of an abyss.
endless, empty, cold.
the earth is crumbling,
i am falling.
whither now?
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