How quick the spiraling tugs close in
A void so deep
swimming up sinks you further down
Restless ticking hands swatting away
attempts to pass the time towards better hours
Eyes pulled down, too heavy to lift towards the light
lids slamming shut where instant ease from it all rests
A crunched up body numb to motion
curling into every crease
Limbs hugging the comfort of soft support
Power lines loosing their sparks
switches slowly dimmed
A presence subdued
Wrapping itself away
Tucking into escape
-MWAM