make believe.

she had ventured a lifetime ago

a world defined by blanketed mystery

absent words that spoke volumes

stories between lines left unfastened

the air was chilled and her steps muffled

then she was left to find a way home

she had visited each of the boundaries

peering over precipices with wide eyes

she had slipped beneath the surface

water pulled her to dark and silent depths

fictitious memories had filtered time

then she awakened and found herself alone

© september 2011 heather brager