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Andrew L Manson Mar 2018
Let us dwell now through my heart,
among the many chambers I have build.
Stride past the ones in ruin or torn apart,
where love was brutally killed.

Let us stay for a while in others.
Warm and welcoming, the ones I love you to see.
“Don’t you think these chambers are great,
don’t you love this part of me?”

And then there are those chambers which are closed.
Here my demons and nightmares all but sleep.
When unlocked they stand unapposed,
and they will shred, tear and cut deep.

In time, it is these chambers I need to clear.
Clear them out to start anew.
Rid them of the blight and fear,
but to do so, I will need you.

I need you..
Moncrieff Mar 23
I sit in this room; dark, dusty and blue
the solitary door; slightly ajar
joy, laughter and golden light pour through
memories of outside; clouded and far

a gust of wind blows my fantasy closed
what was behind the door I now must know
I decide to leave - i'm left unapposed
this cant be hard - so planning I forego

I reach for its worn handle of dulled brass
my hand finds only wall; no door in sight
the final sand grain falls in my hourglass
as the door waits; just an foot to the right

— The End —