A Palace of Aloneness

A Palace of Aloneness. This palace of aloneness is not my home. It's bricks know only the time of run-off bygones. Transition past it's thousand entrances Impaired with creeping ivy Into it's stately communion hall For the dead and the living you'll end up. Look out it's eyes towards blurred views Draped in so longs never to be clearly revealed. Gawk at it's floor to ceiling shelves infinitely crowded With ô so decidedly swollen hearts Captive inside tightly sealed jars. To dust them is not my task. Here, cabinets are filled with illogical medicines For conditions without extensional cures. A repository for good and bad intentions. You'll know as soon as you feel it That you are there. I'll take no residence in this palace On the dark side of it's interference. Secure no long or short term stay in it. This settlement has no neighbors To cheerily comfort with a smile. No happiness locker, no blowing kisses. No escape if you accept lodging here. Move on, let weighty doors close before you That have no real escape. About-face before it's dark shadow becomes you. Recapture only evidence that matters. There is no recouping backwards. Offer up your redress to tomorrow today. Flee past this palace of forlornness. Avoid it's thorns upon your ankles. Clutch your heart from head to toe. Keep your future safe to ascent again. Stay out and away look up to heavens above Even now they are clouded with silver linings.