FLATLINE

By Haley Rose Guthrie

i did not die but barely

peered over death's edge, scrabbled

on the slope of forever fantasies

inside the inverted eye of hope,

lost in loss and losing

reality, that state a real place

where desperation meets

despair, a union,

finding comfort in dreams

begging to be let in, held.

putrid glory burning

black brain waves

clotted, soggy,

an unholy dredge.

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