Zone
Small bulb flashing
In a dark, angular corner
Exposing for a moment
The zone
Many zones
Many homes
A flash of the bulb
It is all gone
Drifting swiftly through the space
Inside the place
Your not sure how you arrived
You try to remember when
How can you remember when,
When you have forgotten what it is
Your trying to remember
Before you can remember, that you cannot recall
You find yourself in another place
A new, but similar space
~Wondering what it was you thought you forgot~
~That's alright, there's always tomorrow, in the Zone~
Copyright © James Kennon | Year Posted 2015
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