Walls

grinding internal gears as I am

walking along China’s great wall

off into cliche sunset…

Alone.

~

you are inside yet outside

moving into my cells

ghost walking through them

Hated.

~

one who is always there

you upset my false peace

one who strokes my hair

Lover.

~

you try to tumble them down

when another body meets you

I rebuild brick by brick as new word arrives

Friend.

(c) Amanda Wilson 2013

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