another sky disappears
there are no more doors
only stars in a window
a splendid reflection
the avalanche of reminisce
feeding suffocated wishes
hopeless severed lines
call the waste of time
lost fear stays obscure
the darkness ever tied
across my eyes
the shadows jump and climb
keeping safe the remains
a lock to a chain
the wait tightens as I hang
a tightly woven web
and here is where
I fear you less


Terry D’Arcy-Ryan