4th dimension

Space, where there is a space, I might seek a vacant seat for myself. Drizzles bark into rain, transform the sky into eternity black, space hidden. Leaves chafed with wind howling across empty street. Dusts circulate, and eventually, lie motionlessly in lungs, where the last hint of heartbeat quotes. Oxygen isn't supportive, had it risen to a substance that tears throats without damaging the jaw. Fists clenched, like clouds humorously consume the brightness, fade. Eyes turn dark, iris speaks, into the desolate air. Wind continues howling, roaring deaf. Had it arisen the anger, in whoever might unleash, with unbeatable eagerness.

Action than speak.

My weight, abrasively, ungraciously, bombarded the space where empty's still hadn't been found, yet, another comet rose, in the corner of one corner-vision of the clouds' formation. Tightly but uneven, like freckles too much on a face. Was it a burden but no more than a sight nor reaction could stop right away, stop many few miles away where realization still had not fell on pulse yet.

A cloud diminished, right when where my eyes fixed tightly on the position it shouldn't have been.

Rows of distance that might have seemed too far away from sight, where an indistinct movement of the instant could I hardly still seem manageable to capture. Hardly as possible for myself to regain the fluidity in my movement, even though as still as statue, dying with mosses and ferns, encapsulating a breeze of horror, numbness, death.

I wish someday in days that rely upon, my feet would no long entangle, like kids on their knees. I might stumble along, way too idiotic to be said, but at least I got my manner up the normal acceptable rate, most probably.

And when a hole reopens in its least will would it be, without any hesitation would take my decision to flush and dissolve. Jump. Is all I could, stopping every single motion on my body that may cause disturbance to the might-be-superstitious eventual thought, but breathe will go on.

As long I got my ankle dis-dislocated, I would jump, falling into another dimension, as the fourth should've be its name, where I will no longer have to face, YOU, at all.