...Timeless in the
shadows,
feel
desire climbing
the walls of solitude,
inescapible
in the
disillusionary
chamber of reality-
stumble and wobble,
scratch on the walls,
hide
away
from
the
voices...
unestablished beneath humanity-
i
wait,
and
watch
silently...
unbreathing...
forever...
i
am
the never-ending
night of frozen screams...
About the Creator
Ron Walker
Ron Walker is published in two anthologies, "dandelion in a vase of roses" and 'NY literary magazine' "Awake" anthology... Pen name is beau jeep and will be published in "tears" in NY literary magazine. ..
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