Time Gulp

Midflight freeze-frame.

colorful lights

In the hour of haunted terrain, 

a sliver of myth-time ruptures 

at the center of the labyrinth. 

Moons blink from our faces 

to flood the walls transparent.

By damp light of fallen stars 

in nearby leaves, we run.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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