stairwell stories
told by fire escapes
traipse
down a silent city street
wait for heat of day
stay
wait for light
wait for break
second chances
tempt a box of dreams
children laugh
yellowed pages
turn, the corner
glance
the measure full
a sleeping star
an alarm set for
then
a back
drawn with maps
directions long
ago gone
the way of yet
and dead set
on never
singing the song
Author notes
"almost alex"
a meditation on being stuck halfway in and halfway out of the illusion of time
A contest entry
- with the abstract in mind.. by The-Phoenix.
900 points, ended January 10, 25 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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