Written for JusJoJan, 20th 2023 “phantom” Prompted by TUBA {me}, hosted by Linda.
through hollows in walls, it was
illuminate burned in the mist
in the basement of the quarters, conversation
filled the darkness
as I walk in, my lingo hunchbacked
with words,
but I can’t see you
it was all an illusion
a phantom threat
shiver in the dark alleys of the mind
hungry and alone. which nothing can really
be allocated with.
A profound poem Tuba. Thanks for the prompt.
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Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome Tuba
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Deep and beautifully expressed… 🤍
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Thank you
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An excellent poem Tuba 💜
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Thank you 🙇
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😊💜
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It’s was intriguing 🔥🔥
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Thank you so much 😊
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