Vacating Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Vacating entire stations in life in an effort to placate
inner nerves of bendable steel.

Copying ahead with figurative designs, collating entire
aspects into poetical works of art.

Taking everything into minds of pleasure and imagination,
folding over into a myriad of deliverable situations.

Filtering mosaics with precise eyesight, turning mazes
into a bedlam of abysses and labyrinths of winter solstice.