CAMELOT FANTASIES

Gathered notes
Small pieces of paper
Gave them importance
Time and place
Appeared like little space
Took a piece of my strength
Multiple and varied length
Needed to be jolted out of my reverie
Petrified it solidified
Remnants of what I have called life
Along came the wondrous cat
Loved the shape of the paper bag
In moments spread out
All I held dear
Seconds later splayed all over the floor
Once he accomplished his task
Looked at me knowingly
And walked out the door

Lessons come
When one succumbs
Break away
From feeling numb

~Divine