dark creeps in.

the world is getting smaller, isn’t it?
soon all the walls will begin caving in.
into which category will you fit-
less classifications for everything?
so march in line and look the other way.
there’s not enough time to be critical
when all one has is getting past today.
there’s not enough time for the world to stall.
the noise is just static that surrounds.
with every second, sinking in deeper
to the madness that is always around
from the spaces crawling ever closer.
and no one to meet out there on the edge
while contemplating jumping from the ledge.