Waiting for some

Something always coming

To a point,

When it pops,

It sputters, turning into nothing.

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Cotton candy spun in lead

Settling in my stomach,

Stain my bed.

Hazy in shadow,

Visions of the others.

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Hiding quietly under covers.

Shadow bones dancing on the wall.

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Shatter when they fall.

Secret spider in the corner

Black ball apple of my eye

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Shriveled up to die.

Sprouting legs and wriggling

To the middle of my ceiling

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Spinning for minutes

Suddenly disappearing.

Hazy in shadow,

Visions of another.

Heavy, it’s hollow,

Hiding quietly under covers.