said it
out loud
did you
hear sound
feel rumblings
winding through
corner rooms
touched by
sunned passions
boldly brave
i ensued

trespassed into
barred windows
jailed doors
hovering beneath
cellar floors
creaking boards
you shutter
held breath
once more…

removed syllables
and answers
no sorry
to tell
what happens
next is
nobody fell

Poetry dreamscapes listening well lust mental well-being muse this writing life