writings on life

The Castle

You’re a familiar face

But in a new place

I go to visit

You’re clearly running a slower pace

There’s a fuzziness

A purple elephant we both ignore

We make small talk like strangers

You’re in a castle now

I sense unforeseen dangers

Did you make your escape

On a new road, far from the old

Is it great

I transpose the old onto the new

But it doesn’t fit

Like a small glove onto a swollen hand

I watch you slip

Out of mine

Like Jack from Rose

I don’t understand

Don’t think I’ll ever know

I drive away from your castle for what I believe could be the last time

I wish it weren’t

I’ve held on so long

But we’ve both been torn by the current

I don’t know what went wrong

The waters close in

They wall you off as I drive away

I wish we could talk

His arms wrapped around you

You’re on an island with no lighthouse

This can’t be true

I hope you find the way out

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