Ctrl + alt + delete

You vanish by an act of will

everyday your absence
slow meticulous insidiously

/carving my insides/

/tearing my flesh/

(yes by deleting yourself you made me hollow)

Words that were not spoken

keep buzzing around me

(annoying filthy bastard blind wordy bugs)

In that hole, through it

memory lives, memories pass
but

the lapse was never so wide

the fog was never so dense

the lag was never so felt

/the delay hurts/

I must feel you, since I can’t see you

I miss your radiance the same way  

I’d miss a star’s in the city bright night

A voice tells me:

 /go down you Blind,

descend to the pitch-black darkness,

perhaps then you’ll see it/

So hopeful I look up

wishing for that beam

to cross my eyes’ path

brighting my sight
before its last desire

is spent