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A prose poem by


Submitted Sep 8, 2016, 3:42:43 PM

Acorn Mill

If I shut my eyes extremely tight, I see a room up there.
With them closed to present life, I dream,
(to the pleasant future I've seen).

A room up 2 flights of stairs.
Filled with shapes and living things.

If I shut my eyes to the present time.
I'll miss everything.

So I open them instead
And wait..

Written by Evelyn Honeybill on 3/9/16


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Commented Sep 22, 2016, 12:02:17 AM
This is nice. You have gift with short poetry.