leaden feet roam the foggy gray,

stuck in the space between this world

and a thousand others, 

in the shadowland,

where time ticks unevenly to an un-rhythm,

a continuum, 

all angles and edges in a world of flat lines,

and light traveling in just that,

stifled souls unable to allow it to pass through, 

this a lonely land littered with silhouettes,

a crowd of could-be’s,


-image found on Pinterest, source unknown 


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