Word of the Day Challenge #33 (Untitled)

I watch beyond the windows

bare street

carless

peopleless

a void

stretched before me

with no way to cross

no way to find home.

Cringing

worrying

I feel demeaned

as though my life

all a dream

a fantasy

a tale woven

from fabric that comes unwound

stretched from corner to corner

covering my breast.

Lost

wandering the mists

I am parched

hungry

needing something

only

I do not know what.

Cling to false idol

cling to songs of love

ballads ring upon my ears

even as I fall

freely

wings of wind

dashed upon the rocks.

Watching plumes of water spray

diamonds dance in the sun.

Return to times of innocence

return to times of joy

return to life

return to death

return forever more.

©May 26/19

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