8.09.2016

Adumbration

When a space opens
in your heart
myriad soul-squatters

rush to occupy
Sorrow’s muse deploys
a kitten-topped roomba

spreading distraction
to every corner
No room for reflecting

when every imagining
is an exercise
in deft deflection

Hiding in shadows
real memories hole up
joined by assessments

in emotional siege
It’s no wonder
you are easily convinced

of an alternate world
with dusk-brimmed battles
waged behind your eyes


Read & share poetry today at The Tuesday Platform in the Imaginary Garden!