I am hiding
something
in the cellar.
A bench
a piano bench.
I am broken.
In a night full of shame;
after
I left.
THREE TIMES.
I tried to walk
away.
couldn’t
this time.
WHY?
Now
I am alone
with the truth.
I am hiding
something
in the cellar.
A bench
a piano bench.
I am broken.
In a night full of shame;
after
I left.
THREE TIMES.
I tried to walk
away.
couldn’t
this time.
WHY?
Now
I am alone
with the truth.
The Temenos Journal 
Lovely image-I look forward to seeing more of your work-
Thank you too for stopping by my blog-I appreciate it.
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Thanx for dropping by…sorry it took me so long to reply. I new there were a couple comments I missed ;-)
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