Condemned Poem by Daniel Brown

There was a silence...
So I thought I'd lost you,
Echoes in the black void,
Reverberating within the stillness of the empty.

Can you hear the buzzing in your brain?
The way it burrows
An inescapable mist winding through the cracks of neurons,
Seeping deeper....
Cellular memory of how alone I was....
In the drafted out hollow

Before...

Making my way somehow back,
Pulling apart the frequencies and peering past the slats,
Of boarded memories in blackened houses,
Smoldering ruins held together by spider webs
Hungry, consuming, chaotic, and cold...

To come out of the silence,
To those muffled sounds that may still return to their old wavelengths...
It might have been better to stay back,
And make residence within the coals and entities
Broken down, beaten, crippled, and old...