Solitude

Only in this blank
Can I blur the what I am
With the what I killed

White walls and blank smoke
Dirty lies I told myself
That I was alright
That nothing mattered to me
Nothing was worth time
That I had long left buried
No noise of loose earth
Slipping from the warm body
Where ice and black stones
Lined eyelids that never closed

Only in this blank
Can I blur the thing I laid
With what I am now
And not call this chilling touch
My only new thought