cracked urn

unselfed reflection

i am unselfed
suspended
a runaway from
those expectations
i had not claimed
which built
around me anyway
walls, doorways
lighting systems
with a named address
now to wonder
what was that place?

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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