Empty Nest With Shuttered Dreams
Reclusing in my solitary lair
Empty nest with no engineer, consort
Sparsely furnished with building blocks for a brighter day
Enshrouded by walls that elicit dreams, hopes
Alternately, that limit my size and scope
Upscale plans to renovate bland lifestyle
To lay the blueprint for a new, broader course
Caged by my nominal status and working class background
Burnished with colloquial, mundane mortar
Blank slate on which to construct a higher order
But shackled to a past decorated with a static border
Misery compounded by the encroaching, empty spaces
Contented to loiter, pine my detached estate
Slowly molding the finish so I can climb the staircase of fate
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