Gothic 7

Padre's Ramblings

brown wooden framed glass window Photo by Mike Hindle on Unsplash

Four walls familiar

Why do you seem to have changed?

You are different – closer – closing in.

Not as spacious as you’ve been

Is that the secret of the creaks at night?

By inches are you shrinking?

Waiting your chance to bind me tight

Or is it in my mind – some madness in my thinking?

The ceiling down upon me presses

Surely before – it I could not reach

But now at my fingertips – it I can caress

Stop descending please – I beseech

Four walls familiar

Why do you change?

Coming closer – closing in.

Not as spacious as you’ve been

Padre

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