November 17, 2022Poem

I have slipped between pages

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I have slipped between pages

Walked unseen

Through sheets of rain

Stepped into shadows

Climbed upon a tall horse

Rode across a plain

Chanced upon a stranger

On a midnight train

Listened to a silence

That stretched a hundred miles

Swam under the ocean

Beneath a blood-red sky

Stood in awe and wondered

At the moving hands of time

Broken bread with angels

Forgiven every crime

Lost and timeless

A victim by design

Now all I want to see

Is waiting to be seen

And all I ever truly

Want to know

Is all I’ve ever been