Shaft
Soul, can you sing from deep damp of the well,
Peering past rounded stone to distant light
Pinpointed beyond these claustrophobic
Walls, conspiring cave-ins, smothering
Something essential? Goblin grief grabbed
You, waylaid in terror, bound hand in foot,
Tumbling head down, now up, to this abyss –
Your song, surface stranded, stares down forlorn.
Prisons of failure, missteps and regret
Can only detain with your permission.
Refuse this abuse, behold slender vine
Draping so delicately down tile
Not tempting futility; saving strong!
Hope may be slender, but grasp, reach and climb!
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