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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