ObLiTERated...

Kicking the gravel... I try to search for semantic fragments of life...

Lost my breath... spirit... verve... entity... in a feat of time...

No stone unturned...

No place untouched...

Just... a fine dust... that I hold... remains unjust...

Brushing up these cinders... I see you standing far and slipping away...

I'm no where in the picture... my existance marks a question...

Gasping for an unwanted breath...

I search... probe... and curious to explore...

The answer to a question unknown to me...

Entraped in this labyrinth... or may I say, quicksand or a morass...

Reclined in the depths... withered away...

Survival is my second choice...

I was abandoned long ago...

One last embrace always wanted... I wait for you everyday...