we become holograms

the closer i get
the more it crumbles away
the horizon
with its dark mouth
whispers
“if you cross this line
no light will escape”
you
and i then
as holograms, mouths open,
silent screams like
Munch
and our families
will go on living with us
hanging on
their walls.

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