the world isn’t ending any more
humanity doesn’t rest on my shoulders
death is both frightening  and
no longer a threat
eating is tasteless and bland
anger no longer satisfies
a deep tiredness looms over me
and watches me
and says:
you are no longer
the inferno
you once
were

I am letting go of tension
and giving up on fate
I am killing myself and trying
all over again

the act was committed
and done in an instant

my eyes go hazy
my gaze looks nowhere
and yet sees everything
my world sharp as glass
but my feelings so dull
I forget they are their

I am logs still hissing
from cold water

silently my embers die
blindly I sink into the earth
my last moments were
trivial and like any
other
it was a good run,,
I think,
but I am now due
for a long rest
before
the biggest
one of
all