Feelings (poetry)

Black on
	Red
Red on
	Black

Counting
	Down the
		Numbers
Filling
	Out the
		Moment

Lost
	In
		It
A game
	For
		Alone

We continue
	To
		Die
Devising toys to
	Fill in
		Time

Making
	Alone
		Passable
Smiles for
	Our
		Solitude