Corners Poem by Anisa Tara

there is a corner of this world
where reason is rendered askew
and chests are emptied like clockwork -
this corner belongs to you

in its incoherent symmetry
a heart has not found her place
the crevices thought to hold love
have only laid her to waste

you've held her captive there
along with others etched in stone
she thinks her residence is reality
but she's in a world not her own

while her cries fell on deaf ears
you left to knock on other doors
to taint unsuspecting innocence
looking for corners to claim as yours

this space was a deep, blue ocean
this space was a balmy afternoon
she is now a corner of the world
which will always belong to you