A poem: ‘Unclosed’

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Something we all strive for from time to time, I guess…

 

 

 

 

 

Unclosed

by Anna Wawrzyniak

 

Looking for questions to ask

looking for answers to appear

right before my eyes

on an empty stomach

 

Looking for a glimpse of a shadow

for an ordinary sign

for the hand that feeds

 

Looking for the void in darkness

for the door to the forest

that has been left unopened

and unclosed

 

 

 

photo credit: sciencesque via photopin cc

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