Poem: Reel to Reel – 20/12/19

 You take that tape of reel to reel
 and remind me that its presence is real,
 the details tracked,
 the history to be assumed
 is bright and colourful,
 but darling, can you promise it won’t leave this room?
  
 You promise me,
 you assure me,
 that the secrets won’t leave your lair,
 and darling, I trust you,
 in this fairground of livelihood,
 please make me all the more aware.
  
 I trusted you with my imagery,
 and do you wonder why I call upon you this eve?
 Strange occurrences have been befalling me,
 and the trail, my former muse, 
 appears to lead to thee. 
  
 Does your heart beat an altered pattern?
 A skip or two missing, in lieu? 
 My darling, you were never my darling, 
 you tricked me, 
 but in the end, I eluded you.  

© 2019 Lauren M. Hancock
 also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.  

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