Sinking, sinking into – thought loops, swaying back and forth and falling out of tune.
Thinking back to, when I found you, drifting out to space and losing altitude.
Faintly fading – faster – farther each year, though I still remember when you used to be here.
Wondering what would happen if I screamed.
Out of key, you lost yourself, in your dreams.
off beat.
****.
Offbeat, lost rhythm, you’re not fine.
Repeat, retreat – into your dying mind.
Asleep – not waking up this time.
Distanced Human, disillusioned to no end.
Distanced Human, I will always call you “friend”