breathing

In space
No one hears
A scream…
Not even the one screaming?

Contained
In helmet
Air breathes…
Does anyone hear the breathing?

Thoughts

On brain
Where Hell met
Their needs…
Does anyone hear me breathing?

Suffocate starlight until the sun doesn’t rise again.

Hand chokes voice
Speechless speaking
In a circle
Unheard

Unseen. Unloved. Unnerved.

Unearthed
A body
Cold to the touch
This is warm love

It was just the mirror demon smiling as they let me burn.

-The Renaissance Man, Michael Angelo Smith