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Nostalgia — a poem of deceitful longing
Mar 11, 2021
Nostalgia
tastes bitter on my tongue
as it smolders in my hand
luring me with seductive fictions
to wander aimlessly
through spidery catacombs
and
challenge the sticky web
of its entanglements
Like Pandora
it beckons me
to lift the latch
and revel in the promised ecstasy
of old, embellished truth
and
don the shackles
of ancient enslavements
Deeper I burrow
in bygone fantasies
as the curtain draws closed
and the mist slowly settles