"spacebook" by s.jones

You were representative

Of the life I once

Loved

Shallow

Unknowing

Wrapped up in my earthly existence

Why remind myself

Of the torturous bondage

From which I’ve already been freed?

Yes

I’m free

Free indeed

I hope you fair well

Lies

Alibis

Fictitious personas

Of lives

Not fully lived

But playing off of

The fall

The cadence

The irrevocable complacency

Of each and every other.

-s.jones