In my chase after it,

I found myself standing on top of corrugated iron.


It was

loosely placed

across gaps of space



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


into desperation


And breaths


into scarcity

Leaving me,

in that gap of space



© Hudson Biko


via Daily Prompt: Tremble

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