Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, October 25, 2022

Trapped

Shorter and shorter 

by circumstance and time, 

looking for that something 

which only exist in the mind. 


No key nor doorknob 

it's all broken at best 

when I tried to open it

another day was put to test. 



~

I had the fondest memory

we were walking side by side,

but the devil still skirted 

he shadowed this rhyme. 


It was a magic 

only time could share, 

as I closed my yes 

to bring you near. 




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