cold, not feeling
Kuniper / 39 AU
light
arriving
already tired
loosened
from time
air arrives
slowing
even rock
feels brighter
surface
not keeping it
ice
holding
what
warmth forgot
just particles
staying
gravity
no longer needed
silence
as the dark
melted
light unable
to hold
distance settles
inside what time
left behind
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This feels like the moment after carrying something for too long. That strange exhausted softness where even light feels heavy and distance settles into everything.
“surface / not keeping it” really caught me. So did “what / warmth forgot”. There is something here about thawing that does not feel hopeful in the usual sense, more like the quiet reality of what is left behind once survival loosens its grip.
I think that is why it stayed with me. It feels less like reading a poem and more like standing inside a feeling I recognise but would struggle to name myself.
Beautiful and quietly haunting.
Love this one! The last line! Killer!