Day Dream
Lost in the grey shadows of disappointed thought
Staring past reality
listening to the garbled chat of the dead life
I am not here
spaced within the space
hiding in shadows reflection
dreams curdled by realities vomit
answered by the trace
leaving imagination
as my fingers scratch to keep hold
back to realism
as its nightmares unfold
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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