The Closet Stairway

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Writtensouls, Jul 2, 2009.

  1. Writtensouls

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    In the darkness I sit alone upon my bed staring into the closet
    Where shadows are chanting in ritual with words I can not hear
    And the fabric of reality started to assemble a staircase of petrified wood


    I walked over in wonder to ponder what was down it's seemingly infinite steps
    Peering down the deep abyss with orange glowing walls of rock
    And I decided to venture down into the cavern I found myself within


    Strange creatures climbed up the rock faces
    They hung like bats from the stalactites
    Usual sounds beat through the air like music
    And I was compelled to go further down into it's depth


    Towards the end, I saw a young beautiful woman entering a chasm of hallways and rooms
    Like a dollhouse, stretching infinitely up and down the rock face
    I could see into each lit room and hallway all of the residents that lived there
    And I was amazed in wonder of at my upcoming adventure through this unknown world
     
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