Sunday, 6 September 2015

I built my Kingdom from the dust of a crumbled soul
poured and merged with salt water, some unpalatable strength
hardened those walls into cement
forty feet high.
I don't think you understand my happiness,
my safety net is old and frayed at the edges now
So please don't ask me to climb to the attic
in the home I built alone with bleeding hands
deep in my dusty Kingdom
and jump.

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