The diminishing of blue in the air occurs.
I am left to sit in bleak and dismal empitness where
The pictures are turning white,
The fridge needs to be stocked,
And there is no food in the cabinets.
Where are the books to my shelf?
The newspapers are blank,
And I am alone.
The diminishing of just being in the air occurs.
I am left to sit in total empiness
Because the world is becoming empty, too.
