Come in and Close the world Behind by Christopher ShinShut the door and
close the window.
The gates need
oil.
The cracking
isn't the wood
against the soul.
It's not the fire
that burns the
ember home and true.
It's the world
all around me.
The blue quilt
holds no hope.
It is a dark
color like that
of the sea in
the fortelling
storm.
The chaos is me,
and the maelstrom
is my life.
So close the book
and flicker off the
glowing light.
01/31/2010 Posted on 01/31/2010 Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin
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