The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for June 2018

i learned
as he went on
that listening
wasn't
my skill

and perhaps
that talking
wasn't
his

but when i
commanded
my mind
to roam
familiar
corridors
outside of
time

i found
that he had
trapped me
in the mundane

i was alone
his company
not
with
standing

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