Acrylic Delight Poem by Melissa Black
Acrylic Delight
Soft acrylic paintings line this golden silent hall. Step by step, the walls narrow and dreams come to life. You become the wall hangings and things turn around. You're trapped inside and begging to be let out. But they have been waiting forever for someone like you. They whiper a quick 'thank you' and they pass slowly, as you watch your freedom walk out the door.
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