i am a cloudburst away
fawning over
this intrusive
morning
squandering
golden claims
while remanded
by midnights
canicular hailstorm.
and that lingering feeling,
that trigger-breath
supernova
of augury,
dampens
my palms
and awakens
an erratic
fluttering,
disrupting
my darken
chambers
imperils me.
i gaze vacantly,
my heterochromia gaze
unflinching
to the electrodes
amplifying
the hum of white noise
as that moment-
that damning
strip of translucent image
projects itself
upon the quelling
atmosphere,
swathing me.
mockingly,
Glory's honor
illuminates
repurposing
my indifference,
immortalizing.
but i exist,
disappointing you
in a variety of silence.
under the acrid,
burnt odor,
i compress,
substandardly,
i condense
until malfunctioning,
exposing me to you.
©️Meg. October 31. 2021
Photo credit: allpoetry.com
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