Corridors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Corridors



Leaving myself in corridors of empty spaces, leading nowhere.

Same old images flow into the interior rhythms encased in the
bottoms of pitiful distances.

Believing in a mysterious peace and essence of tomorrow's life,
taking me away into the magic mirrors of another image.

Leaving nothing to imagination, recalling the visions all of
these fibers are connecting in time.

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