queen of staves

poems, tarot for fun 1 Minute

©2023 michael raven

she moves within
behind a veil of chains
padlocks & the rust-spotted
steel of the gaol

sometimes, she cries

the turnkey of shadow
fingers his cluster
of keys, tempted to
set her free...
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