system crash
when I was looking the other way

my system cracked
tiny particles suspended in the air
light change
from blue to red
from green to orange
as if the rainbow was flooded
with the wrong words
I think I have to let it go
I was pushed back and forth
so many times
now I need to rest
drink tea, eat cake, and watch a movie
forget this atrocity
get rid of this icky incident in my head
cover my tracks
with the appropriate amount
of smooth surfaces
shining on my soul
and allowing me to let go
these lights like on the ship
standing here stranded in a shallow sea
like mud
it is the only substance
worth noting here
where it happens in abundance
faced with insufficiency
of illustrating it
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October – December 2022
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Thank you for reading!
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...



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