weightless

In the heavy suffering 
of the nothing 
now surrounds me

I've cowered from 

its absent form

slow approaching

Until it towered

looming large

its vacuum tapestry 

Swallows the sky

devours the dirt

eats up everything

Thrown from the earth

sever the tether

inevitably terrible

Over the edge

lift off and orbit

in cyclical drift

Amidst the dark

stars all gone out

Floating ghostly

Reaching for solidity 

in spinning shadows 

of dusty memory 

These words a new world

carve out a small ledge 

on which I can rest

Wait out the days

until it feels right

amidst what is left