Reaching Poem by Billy Juergens

Reaching



I sit between dark curtains;
In my confine the world is small,
But great.

The lauded greetings of the sun
Sing nothing to my quiet eyes.

I feel the tunnels beneath my feet,
Stretching,
The reach of a world
Starting from my warm breath.

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