It was
& is
a place to escape
All of the things
that take up my mind
The small dark places
that utter
And weep & seep
deep within my shrine
When I shake & tremble
from the wants
& cares of reality
I burrow down deep
And sink down
even deeper
because I am so inclined

To need that place
to escape
the worries & wowes

  not sublime

I would run uncaring

If it made a lick of sense

To that place

in my own defense

but at least there is that space


Tucked away


where no light



can ever shine

That one tiny speck

for my soul



& I to descend






to the refuse in my mind