Solitude
The door is sealed shut by shadow-
leaves rustling against the light
that seeps through the slats. The blue
frame patiently holds the hoarded web
marking time — dawn and dusk. flow
and ebb that seeps through
the slats, the blue frame,
leaves. Rustling against the ligiht,
the door, sealed shut by shadows.
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Love the bookending ‘sealed shut’
Favorite lines:
Rustling against the ligiht,
the door, sealed shut by shadows.