Cobwebs

zigzag

Sitting here alone, in silence not absolute.
Very aware of the ticking of three clocks and
the low hum of the ceiling fan.
Thoughts skipping and running into dark
corners of my mind, pushing cobwebs away,
allowing memories to step into the light.
I’m amazed at the vibrancy they take on
when touched.

 

Poem copyright protected and the property of Victoria Ramsey.Not to be used without permission.

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