Infinitely Temporary by Elena Ferrari (15, Massachusetts)

I see myself abandoned in infinity.
there'll be glass there,
glass where the raindrops will race.
an unending, ethereal solitude
an abandoned existence. ​

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this morning, my thoughts are in my hair:
slightly disheveled, easily misread.
look- the world's crumbling around us
retreat into my head: a
prison, an apartment, an ocean…
a balloon tied to a railing,
free but not free enough.
 
sleep with the lights on
because impermanence scares you.
streetlights outside defy the sun
and I told you so, I told you so,
I told you so.
one day we'll wake up and realize
the world's tethered to our heads
and everything's temporary anyway.

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