Prompt for October 27: Tarnished


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What am I to do now that
My dreams are dull and crumbling
Around the very edges meant
To keep them strong?
How can I live with this
Cracked foundation? This shell
That resembles an atomic crash site
More than a piece of architecture?
The corner stones have been removed,
The structure quivers in the slightest
Whisper of the wind. Columns have fallen,
Broken into their separate pieces, the playthings
Of some deity’s child. The caryatids have lost
Their smiles.

This tarnished metal cage
Can in no way be
The temple I once played in
Throughout my younger years.


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