Treasure Island

Dan Reynolds

(Justiceville)

Undesirable elements of her past.


within the withered carcass of an old leather bag
a role of folded paper lay and hid
within the folds and pleats of the tongue she used to nag
a secret truth was unscrewing the lid
of the jar upon the dresser in the old holiday home
beside the bottle opener from Spain
a dream hastily scribbled, lest the listeners should come
and take away her privileges again.
within the withered carcass of an old leather bag
a role of folded paper lay and hid
a testament to what she meant
a testament of time she’d spent
she wished she hadn’t found it, but she did

Submitted: Friday, November 29, 2013

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