I am screeching
Help, get me out of here
The light is aiding
Heave myself out of fear
Help, get me out of here
Dead anatomy
Out of the door, my dear
Reload to be free
The light is aiding
Chattering to be back
Patterns of breathing
Everything here is black
Heave myself out of fear
Is anyone there?
Cannot stop my own tear
Get me out of lair*
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
* the Quadrilew
For: https://nortinaswriting.com/2022/11/17/morning-inspiration-writing-prompt-no-118/
Ladyleemanila 
2 responses
cos fear of the place
is finite limited space
all over
not someone in clover
a lover a friend
and in the end
why not?
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thank you 🙂
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