Erased to a splotch,
He half-smirks/half-winces
as the light around him
ebbs to black.
Time crawls like
a tired snail,
and numbness
flutters overhead
before it descends,
making him realize
its innate frivolity.
He smugly crumples
into the crust,
watching tons
of earth fall upon him,
knowing finally
that he's succeeded.
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