The Island of Ashes
I stay awake
As an isolated island,
At the remotest corner of
The dead barren sea.
I stay awake
In a wakeful comatose,
Burying the volcanic angst
Deep within me.
Nobody comes here.
Nobody lives.
Not even a single strayed breeze
I've come to see.
I'm just an ashen dot
At the farthest corner
Of an asphalt sea.
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