The Glass Wall

 A blank mind

An active screen

draws the attention

of my withering dream


Glass walls 

that don't exist

fill me with fear

and pejorative bliss


Caked with 

prints and grime

past attempts

and so much lost time


Screams can be heard

but only by me

a glass wall

I cannot see

Comments

  1. Did you right this Connor? It is really good.

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    1. Yeah, I wrote it for my class. Thought I'd put it on here

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