Imaginarium

Poem

Cozzie
Scuzzbucket
Mar 4, 2023

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Where I am is sometimes a stage
where nothing is scarier than a voice

Slipping

Sometimes a library
with blank-page books
placeholder chapters I would have written

Had I not been myself

Where I am is an imaginarium for curtains
holding off floodlights
in cheerful palettes

We'll never be able to see

Where I am there are no mirrors
only us

Staring at each other

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