Pillar

The walls come down around you
shoving dust into your lungs.
All you can do  is wait there
and stare at the nothing it’s become.
How do you begin to understand the absence
you had yet begun to feel?
If the stone was soft enough to crumble,
creating rubble all around,
then you are no match for what the collapse
couldn’t help but reveal.
You were the pillars,
hollow as dust or broken stone.
Not meant to out live one life
that was abandoned to stand alone.

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