Mistaken Identity

There’s a vacancy in my heart.

Sectioned off by impenetrable, cold, damp stone walls.

Been there so long I forgot the combination to the lock on the door.

Cave-like, endless, uninhabitable.

Uncertain of its meaning or its worth.

‘My bad – it’s an old shoe.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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