The Backdoor
Today I went offline,
tiring of the 14 poetry sites I write for
longing for the closeness of a small rented room
missing the darkness when it used to call me friend
questioning if the voices I heard can find me now
wondering—if I still wonder at all
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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