UNLOCKING THE SILENCE.
This morning the tiger
lost his way and
moved into
the dolls house
about the same time the
feral cats in the scream fest
hurled curses in the
bushes that caused
the owl to blink in
the bell tower.
The orphan locked inside the library filled with books of empty chapters
screamed out loud
holding in his palms
the loose poems of rhymes
falling apart
from the hinges
of broken spines.
Avie.
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