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The Vacant Chair IV

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turning back to me in a new fiery red rage, the synchronized screens now apt
but before i could think of what they could do, their assumed vision turned
while gazing at me, the tubes of the electron gun of the fragmented crt
implode in a shattering crack, yielding searing shrapnel, burst in flames

the consuming fire that arises from the self-destructed screen consumes the
screen above in a slowly enacting chemical reaction sucking oxygen from air
the shards spread from the implosion and the embers from the flaming screen
initiate the spread of fire throughout the scene, i still don't can't feel

i stare my burning decomposing face not knowing what emotion to portray
as the tables, screens, chairs, heads and bodies burn, i am far enough
away to be safe, but sufficiently close to feel the heat and something else
a lifting on my head mind brain a welcome feeling, progressed with flames

inversely proportional to the burning, senses thoughts clear, not memories
the event seeming to slowly slip away in my mind leaving feelings behind
as the contents of this boundless void of a location transform into ash
the smoke rising up, away, the presence of density is irrelevantly profound

the soot left behind now taken down by an unseen hand, pulled away, gravity
confused i am alone in my thoughts, but free of that indefinable emotion,
and i look around, searching for sight, there is nothing left, i am content
eyes turn to peer at my soon to be outstretched hands i no longer feel there
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