#Begin
Walking through an artificial forest
looking for something that
isn’t there
languishing on the verge of
being bumped into
tomorrow
my own private grotto
Under the green shade
beneath the empty
bones
of my carefree
cottage
#micropoem
Sometimes it feels like
i’ve been around
for life times
on end
#madverse
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My favorite part of sharing a mindgallery poem that didn’t come with an image (thanks to Craigslist changing the rules and forbidding them) is picking one from the extensive mindgallery image folder. This photo wasn’t used extensively for other poems, and the holiday ornament/disco ball definitely gives it an “artificial forest” quality. š