Leave Me Here
I wander alone at dawn,
dreaming over cobblestones,
when light strikes four, fifty-three,
uninvited, I have little choice,
than to still and see,
muzzled, while my night,
is stripped of wonder, and,
my sun declares,
supposedly,
I'm free.
Copyright © Kate Davies | Year Posted 2024
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