Poem: Apocalypse of the Mind

Expectations
broken apart
the foundations
of a world
shift and shake
and sink
just like sand
in the hourglass
nothing is what
is used to be
smiling faces
become sinister
quiet voices
become loud
the old ways
do not work anymore
but the new ways
have no room
to breathe

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