Above Berlin

I am drifting away from here.
Ears stinging with ‘e’ and ‘o’ and ‘a’
Vowel sounds.
Eyes scorched full of
Straining teeth and lips,
They slip in and out in waves.

Your heart is a blue nightmare,
Smothered and defeated
But still beating.
Haunted like an old hotel
The ghosts of disappointment and guilt
Wander the halls.

I lean into my own shadow,
A sick sort of embrace,
And blow my hot breath into the wind.
The eyes close.

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