a time
and a place
for things
like
dark rooms
talking close
within
and
inside breaths
subjective realities
a dream state
of
awoken sleep
and
speaking silences
lapsed judgement
relapsed
friendships
with familiar
laughs
familial conversation
hands that
touch fingertips
murmuring
deep voices
and words
of my favorite
minstrel
a time
and a place
for things
like
forgetting
when loneliness
becomes
welcome
and longing
paves the way
to a brief
vulnerability
usually
unable to reach
a surface
so far
from the depths
of a wall
rarely breached
only to be
locked back up
with a lost
skeleton key
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