Poetry Blogs (maze)

I look at you

You don’t look back

You can’t hear what I’m saying

Blinkered, you start to backtrack

Into your world of playthings

I wish you’d join me

You never know what you might see.

A thousand fountains – a million forms of ecstasy

A trillion ways to make your brain cells dance

But you won’t even try, your pupils are too blind

I’ll speak to

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Time gets lost
in the maze
between one day
and the other,
among the skeins
of our hearts
to untangle.
 

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