Thursday, April 16, 2015

6608. I GOT LOST

I GOT LOST
I got lost for sure in those treacherous catacombs
of succor and reason  -  the honey-filled stuff of
a cardinal dismay. Ignoring the rafts of right and
wrong floating by me, I sailed the churning sea
on my own small craft. I turned into the grotto,
entered the seaside cave, and was never seen
nor heard again. I bottomed out in a catacomb
of darkness, with no one else around.
-
'I think I know you', I muttered to no one
in particular. The only sound I got back was
the returning echo of ten thousand 
other silent voices of one.

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