Exhibit A

A gaping hole looms
mammoth sized 
inside of me.
An instant freeze occurred
where most people
keep souls.
I am enclosed in amber.
Viewing life 
like a museum exhibit.
Reading the captions
and pondering
the significance,
the irony,
of so many wax people
looking lifelike
behind all this glass.
I lean in and draw the 
letters of my name
in the vapor. I breathe

and watch it disappear,

closing my eyes
to block out
the reflection.

Reviews

[New Theory]

Ohhh yeah, exhibit A has a certain creepy feeling to it, kind of gothic touch there.
Here take my like. A good read indeed will check out more of your works.

[Kristina Moulaison]

Thank you very much! :)

[New Theory]

You are welcome :)
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