The Nursery by Chris Harris


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The Nursery




Forfeit the golden sun
Risen forever new
Within this moment torn
Changed as vacant rooms

Fugitives unaltered fell
Guiltless shone misshapen lands
Unwoven scheme this moment last
Companions bound uncaptured stand

Brideless were the gowns
Betrayed so fine unshadowed
Laid always everless known
As statues unvisited

You don't have to live to die
All stays a dream in truth
Of lies said still preside
Unkeyed beside the lame
Users of words and ways defy

Heartless as each day
Begun timeless as diaries
New voices with old words
Play childless games ungrateful