My Inspiration

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Jaded

I shut the door
on the world,
just for an hour–
Pour sweet
requiescence
into a glass so
ancient amity slips away–
As the seconds clear,
drip by drip, the dreaming starts.
You fall by the wayside
amongst the flotsam in
My heart–where I will not
hear you–or fear you–
but where I can believe in you
Again.

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About A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

Ann Wallace holds a degree from the University of Texas at El Paso in Mass Communications and minored in Creative Writing. She worked at the NBC Affiliate Newschannel9 in El Paso, was a journalist for the El Paso Diocese Catholic Newspaper, held writing workshops with The Tumblewords Project, performed as a Slam Poet and published poetry in small literary magazines. She is now an ex-pat in the UK where she lives, knits, games, works and writes. View all posts by A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

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