Her Room

Solace in tea,
vapors of places
beyond her.
She is set stone.

The sanctuary guards her;
her mentor and bed.

It covers her mind,
and in its womb
she waits.

Beyond,
the sun lies
for her. Lying
about matter.

The sanctuary
illuminates the
small difference

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poem by Colin Pickett
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