Frozen Man

Frozen Man

A game played
Senses tell me.
A joke. On me.
No fool. Am I.
I was, Serious.
You wanted to be.
The door to the candy store
Is always open
For you.
I exited quickly.
Tappity Tap
Tappity Tap Tap Tap
But…. You will
Find another
To step upon
They will stay.
Feed your, Whims.
They are, Everywhere
For you.
Time has, Frozen the man
In your, Head.
He repeats, His constant need
For immediate satisfaction.
You are, Ever the
Obedient servant.
The clouds fill your head.
I am but your dream
Never coming true, For you.
For always will there be
A candy store
Forever will I be
Your reminder
A dream
Of knowing, Yourself.

Drew Frederic

Published by Drew Frederic

Photographer, Artist, Poet, Chef, and Photojournalist.

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