Ten

Posted by on Oct 14, 2018 in Poetry

In a dream more real than his daytime,
a grown man meets himself.

Himself at just ten. With the light
in his eyes. And the world
in his heart.

He sets out to explain to his
young self why he’s taken the
road to someone else’s
somewhere.

But he can’t.

And in the deafening silence
he shakes uncontrollably.
As the years of an
unconsidered
life spill over.

And in that silence
everything
changes.

Forever.

Perhaps the ten year old
had been his
very soul in disguise.

Come to shake him
from the prison of
his daytime.

 

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