Captured

Striving to be anonymous,

 the hole got deeper still

 

Ties were broken, ropes were cut,

 less water in the well

 

Alone within my loneliness

 the darkness came at last

 

The wish, I wish, I’d wished away

 —had captured me at last

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

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