Fragments: Insipid

By Donnie Lomat

pouring over sentiments
lasting far beyond the night,
we were lost in the sea of existence.

the vastness engulfs us,
a cacophony of being and nothingness
for which we allude to the sky an uncertain peace.

seeking solitude in your eyes,
a one-sided love affair
with the hollow.

crashing down on our lungs,
the light betrays our lies.
we are but shadows playing god.