Tuesday 23 December 2014

Hazy

I feel the sun rise
heart quicken
and I
open my eyes
Light filters
through the cracks
bleeds through
every hole
I haven't patched
Skin blisters
life's sunscreen
doesn't seem
to apply to me
Slip on shoes
for the beaten path
drumming out
the game
of who's whose
Playground make-believe
everyone a villain
fingers pointed
no reprieve
The light within
is not enough
the shadows
make haste
and draw in

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