The Library
"The Library"
somewhere,
in the depths
of the ship,
the clinician
suggested sleep.
in the middle
of the room
a boat, no oars
the crystalline walls
exposed to the indigo
vastness
outside slips in
enveloped in a
blanket of stars
cosmic sparkling
floating without gravity
like a feather
the patient it would seem
swims like a fish towards
the inner capsule
hypnotised by
the sound of light waves
it is here one departs dock
one travels
a strange place
where only one book
matters.
the lucid reveals.
the story unravels.
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2022
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