I froze time
so nothing could fade
the sky remains white
its truth was choking me
the wind is howling
so I know you’re here
there are two realms
my angst regards their coexistence
how are we to pull our gaze from one,
to care, at all, about the other?
falling lightly
ash covers all in a powdered layer of grey
there was no eruption
it’s just there if you see it.
