Melancholia

Steeped dark

in the solitude of my thoughts

I lay forgotten

in an empty room

as if poured from a pitcher

onto smooth glass

thin

transparent

idly reach out with index finger

to trace deepening shadows

on the white wall

traveling contours

of an imaginary landscape

that I long to escape to

as twilight falls soft

silent

around me

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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