Taken Hostage---Again
as the skies darken, the clouds brim with moisture filling my head,
insistent that I feel the weight of its tears---
or during the night, a quick rolling wave from within leads me to tumble
down Alice's tunnel, never reaching bottom, caught in the in-between---
or in the brightest of summer days, when clouds drift... Read more
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