Darkness

Plain black blanks
mind devoid of time
disparate desperate thanks
crying is not a crime

the air is still
suffocating
it stifles
around
me

anonymous monotonous rhythms
billowing in the wind
thinking up absent -isms
against which I have sinned

empty dark dormitories
lying sleepless at night
nightmares brewing stories
repressed by dulling daylight

lip-synchronisation
miming life for
signs of
the dead

lamenting an arrogance in
a space too vast to be defined
opening my tired eyes
I wake up blind.