sparse not white 

hollow no echo 



the soundless hum of air 


with no bars

a hostage

of denial

less than 

two feet from reach

I could have been on the moon 

now many distances 

have passed between us 

and I like an ant 

and they above in a plane perhaps

look down 

and see a multitude of specks 

Im so small 

inside and out 

smaller than an ant
and time is enormous
in the abandonment
distance and time
can be as close
as you and I

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