asleep in the background

by Matthew Sharp

repetitive voice
you no longer hear
like the constant
pushed into the background
as if it was part of the silence
anchored in its abysmal song

all along you knew
that whisper under the microscope
was a form of attachment
beckoning the formless to flaw the void
a temptation that replaced being
with waiting

i think i found it but its gone
i thought i found it but its gone
im gone to find it
or just gone
the cycle the circle the borders
a claustrophobic without enough universe
to put it into words

flowing infinity wont fit in your cup
though the infinite depths
are more than enough
so find the hole in the bottom
and drain the affliction
of minimizing the pool
i cant swim without you


Author's Note:

Posted on 07/14/2014
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

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