Tremble

In my chase after it,

I found myself standing on top of corrugated iron.

 

It was

loosely placed

across gaps of space

 

But

I didn’t know that.

 

Leaving me,

watching it collapse

into swamps of green and brown

 

As it

pulled me down with it,

 

where sounds

drowned

into desperation

 

And breaths

digressed

into scarcity

 
Leaving me,

in that gap of space

 

Trembling.
 

© Hudson Biko

 

via Daily Prompt: Tremble

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