L'aura del Campo

April 19 prompt: a thread [41]

Throw me a thread

I've followed crumbs —— in order to find you
but crows get there first, won't show me the way.
Pines say they know —— their whispers fade out
in the calm at the end of the day.

I arrive at your doorstep —— twenty years late.
I knock —— and only hear echoes of laughter.
I want to join in but windows are shut,
doors locked, bones hanging from rafters.

I am lost in your labyrinth, caught in your web,
pricked by roses —— pruned to leave thorns.
To show the way in, throw me a thread
I'll wait here —— ravaged and torn.

KE [177.41] (19.april.2020)

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