Insecticide #24

I found myself alone,
in an echo chamber,
all alone,
howling at her mirage,
hoping for her to

Offer me her heart,
once more,
the death of me.

I contemplated suicide,
could not constrain my appetite for death.

In a momentary glance I saw
the openness
of everything she ever loved
about me.

For this split second’s time,
eternity scraped by and I could feel
the hand of God
around my self.

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