Ghosted

SPACE GHOST SERIES

No message
Not one
visual call
Not a word
There’s nothing
at all
I missed
our conversations
at first
as we
became
past tense
to each
A mere reference
between thoughts
A footnote
at best
I’m dead
white noise
to him now

Blank nothingness
Listless hours
on end
Reduced to
pixels
and
screen grabs
I’m ghosted
Now severed
clean halves

No balls
in the air
that concern
me
I float
out here
observing
my lonely
planetary
singular
existence
starker
than ever
before

I blot
this stain
out
Don’t see
his face
anymore
as I
encountered
the spine
of a jellyfish
It didn’t
exist
We faded
and became
only dew
on grass blades

Skip the
answers
None given
I forgot the
question
What was it?
No matter
We were
only pixels
screen grabs
and headshots
on screens

Blank nothingness
Listless hours
on end
Reduced to
pixels and
screen grabs
I’m ghosted
forever
perhaps
Now severed
clean halves

His fear
turned me
off
An odor
detected
from the
distance
of L2
A switch
flipped inside
my head
I turned
him off
to see
clearly
all flaws
in
us both

No balls
in the air
that concern
me
I float
out here
observing
my lonely
planetary
singular
existence
starker
than ever
before
I am alone
without him

My existence
is nil
Once ghosted
you’re gone
Ascension is
Hell above
Planet X
We are not
one plus one
The equation
was
linear distance
The problem
is solved

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