We moved.
We slept.
~
An endless stream of possibilities
awaited
behind a frosted glass panel.
~
The monsters peeked
while heavens wept;
the perfect slumber for show and tell.
~
Halcyon days -
a bitter lie.
And, rabbit holes were all
we seek.
~
Down we went
to wonderland
where memories flood
our tired eyes
~
The scent of iron and
pensioners' screams,
awoke the misery in
life reviews.
~
'Wake up!' she said.
But, we couldn't move.
A single breath was all we had.
~
The coughs dismissed.
The beatings ceased.
The final bleeps were never heard.
~
A sterile stench.
An untouched soup.
And, regrets that lasted
in a summer haze.
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