Reverie

 

What's the complication

when deserted?

Escaping the isolation.

So be a Departed

without actually leaving?

Behind the camera,

feasible becomes escaping.

If I can escape business in suburbia,

I can escape sadness in this entangle.

And then return to reality.

When deserted, I want to leave so badly.

Escaping to enthralled reverie

behind the viewfinder,

helps me respect the place that so badly wants me to leave.

And then things get easier: Its want for me to leave is lower.

And with a camera to escape, my need to leave, leaves me.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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